Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 42: Love Tokens, Both Endearing and Weird

Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 42: Love Tokens, Both Endearing and Weird

The history of engraved love tokens and questionable choices in mailed valentines.

Stealing hearts and defacing coins!

The Bones & Bobbins Podcast, Season 3, Episode 02: Roses Are Red, Your Lips Are Blue

The Bones & Bobbins Podcast, Season 3, Episode 02: Roses Are Red, Your Lips Are Blue

S03E02: The history of the valentine and the hypnotic love spell murderer, Dr. Carl Coppolino.

From penning sweet nothings to vinegar valentines, Natali explains why the history of these cards is far more creative–and more grown up–than today’s grade school-geared counterparts. Then, like a rain cloud over your lovenest, Haley ruins everything with a story of hypnosis, heartbreak (in the literal and figurative sense), two states, two mistresses, and probably two murders.

Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 42: Love Tokens, Both Endearing and Weird

Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 41: January Auction Oddities: Going Once, Going Twice, Maybe Just Keep Going

You know how you can lose an entire day to the joys of digging through stalls at your favorite antique mall? It’s kind of like that.

The Bones & Bobbins Podcast, Season 3, Episode 01: The Princesses Are Not Okay

The Bones & Bobbins Podcast, Season 3, Episode 01: The Princesses Are Not Okay

S03E01: “Princess” Alice Roosevelt, the irrepressible eldest daughter of President Theodore Roosevelt, who was pretty much always up to no good, and Princess Alexandra of Bavaria, who was pretty much never up to no good, because she was quite sure that she’d swallowed an entire glass piano.

Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 42: Love Tokens, Both Endearing and Weird

Patreon Dispatches from the Curiosity Shop 40: Holiday Mysteries of the Unsolved Variety

A Patreon episode in which we ask “What the hell is the Warminster Thing?” and then discuss the very disquieting case that is the spontaneous combustion of Matilda Rooney.

Because, honestly, Stonehenge wasn’t quite weird enough already, and we all needed one more thing, smoldering in the backs of our minds, keeping us up at night, right? Obviously.