Post #696005 by woofmutt on Fri, Oct 11, 2013 12:35 AM

Hey. Thanks. Busy making useless nonsense elsewhere on the WWW. Also I tweet under a pen name. Just to add to the clutter.

But it all evens out in the end, so where it begins doesn't matter.

Which all reminds me of an interesting fact about Howard Hughes...

*For the last few years of his life all Howard Hughes ate were hamburgers and Martinis. Most people are unaware of that fact, they think Hughes was extremely worried about his health and ate vitamins and supplements but that's just a rumor started by the vitamin and supplements industry to cash in on Hughes celebrity.

Hughes got his Mormon helpers to make him Martins by convincing them it was medicine. To do this the gin and vermouth were kept in bottles marked Serum G and Serum V. He claimed the olives were required to mask the flavor of the "medicine."

The hamburgers were made in a kitchen in the hotel Hughes had installed just for his use. It only had one entrance and was guarded 24 hours a day. The kitchen staff had to change into special kitchen garb before they could enter the kitchen.

Food supplies were delivered to another off site location where they were carefully inspected before being shipped to the kitchen. A detailed food inspection report was included with each tray of food sent up to Hughes.

Even though Hughes only ate hamburgers and martinis he insisted that every meal be a full meal. He would eat his hamburger while staring at the other food suspiciously. He would never try any of the other food because he always found something wrong with it. He had dozens of things that could be wrong with the food...It was contaminated with bacteria or viruses, it was made out of plastic, it was full of radio waves, it smelled unfamiliar, it didn't seem honest, it was made in anger or sadness, it wasn't in harmony with his current mood, and so on.

Occasionally Hughes wouldn't eat a hamburger if he felt he had a "special interior connection" with it. When he was served one of these burgers Hughes would sit and talk to it for hours before suddenly losing interest.

On one occasion Hughes declared a hamburger to be "my last true friend int the world" and kept it around for nearly a week talking to it constantly and even planning to take the hamburger on a trip to the Grand Canyon. But on the morning he was to take the trip Hughes discovered the hamburger had died. He was depressed for days over the loss of his "friend" and paid for a full funeral and burial in a Las Vegas cemetery. Hughes didn't attend the funeral but had the chapel and graveside services filmed and edited into a 20 minute movie which he never watched.*