jackymedan:

aphony-cree:

queenoftheproccrastanation:

tilthat:

TIL That Harry Houdini stipulated in his will that all his props should be “destroyed and burned” after the death of his brother. His brother sold them instead. In 1995, a fire destroyed the museum where the props were kept.

via reddit.com

Houdini’s ghost in 1995: I THINK THE FUCK NOT!!!

This is extra funny because Houdini spent a lot of time trying to disprove the existence of ghosts 

@theparadoxmachine

leonapreston:

‘Houdini adored his wife and enjoyed leaving her love notes and poems
around their Harlem brownstone at 278 West 113th Street. He
affectionately called her his “Precious Lump of Sweetness,” “Sweetie
Wifie, Mine,” and “Darling One and Only.” Houdini signed these notes
with various pet names including “your popsy” and “Houdinsky.” Houdini
biographer Kenneth Silverman included this note from the magician to his
wife in the book Houdini!!! The Career of Erich Weiss:

Adorable
Sun Shine
Of my Life
I have had my coffee
have washed out this glass,
and am on my way to business.
Houdini
“My darling I love you”

Aww, I love this picture… and the note just made it so much sweeter!

Houdini and Bess by PollyGuo on DeviantArt

keatonianlogic:

Harry Houdini with his dogs Charlie (top right) and Bobby (top left). The bottom picture shows Houdini with his menagerie of other animals.

“Harry and Bess Houdini had no children. Maybe because of this, they lavished paternal attention onto their pets, particularly their dogs, Charlie and Bobby. […] Bess later told the story of how she discovered Bobby in a Harlem butcher shop and tried to feed him a bone. When the butcher would not let her, Bess bought the dog in order to feed it. Houdini taught his ‘frisky’ new dog how to escape from a pair of miniature handcuffs and a straitjacket and touted him as ‘Bobby The Handcuff King.’”

– Houdini’s Pets by John Cox