In a world of Pure Imagination

just leave it to me

Tue, 11 Oct 2005 15:57:39 GMT

just leave it to me to end up with a fianceé and a girlfriend.
and I promise it has nothing to do with that 15 million dollars... or the private island... the pirate ship might just have something to do with it though.
at least they like each other.

if you can, at some point in your life get married... in Vegas preferably.
once for love and once for money.
and if you happen to chance upon those qualities in the same person, kudos to you.

PSA: Addendum.

Wed, 14 Sep 2005 18:42:47 GMT

B-Day is NOT the same as Bidet.

Public Service Announcement.

Tue, 16 Aug 2005 13:33:19 GMT

Two percent of all eggs produced in the United States end up at Waffle House.

July 1-4th

Tue, 05 Jul 2005 12:33:21 GMT

The first of July...
Up at 7am for work, 5 minutes late of course.
Work til 4pm then home to wrench on the van for Loser Fest 2005.
The fourth Ghost hunt was planned for that friday night... we were wanting to go to a cemrtery, but the plans change.

I was conversing with Mr. Freeman on the MSN Messenger, around 11-ish he stopped and said "brb, Hold on, something is trying to break into my house" "...or is already inside and is trying to kill me."
he came back with no idea what was happening... I suggested that maybe we should go through his house instead of the cemetery... I've wanted to do a house for some time now.

I rushed out, we did a recording, and took a bit of video. then Mr. Z showed up.
on the recording we could hear the clock ticking at first, then it grew in intensity and faded away repeatedly, and we swore we could her someone moving about when the house was empty.

Kyle showed up. He went to use the restroom, then came out to ask me if I sighed... I didn't.
I was more than 20 feet away at the time. He heard a heavy sigh just outside the bathroom door.
that hallway had a cold spot the rest of the night.

we went through the house with the camera, taking pictures and video... we ended up staying awake until about 6am... I went home and collapsed til about 3pm... then the funs started all over again.

7pm, July 2nd, Saturday.
I went back to Mr. Freeman's house to review the tape we had left overnight.
at one point, something very noticeable tapped the video camera and all through the night it would lose focus at random.
Lee mentioned a trip to Waverly Hills Sanatorium.. which interested me greatly.

jus after we finished with the video Sam came out of her hibernation.
We went swimming... then to my house... on the way we discovered a mutual friend, and called her at 1:30 in the morning... I heard all about it from her later.
Then on to McDonalds for almost $19 worth of food.

back to Casa Freeman... to lay on the couch and talk about things.
I sat for about 4 hours listening to Sam talk about my friends, Beth and her Brother.
in the night we determined that I love Beth, and that she's not single... that poses a problem... but I have faith in *someone* to work on that one for me.
I love you Sam.

I dropped her off at home a little after 8am...

Sunday, July 3.
I went with Kyle to move a couch about 1... then we came back to my house to get ready for the events of the evening...
he wanted to ride in the vette.
so of course I took him down to the neighbors house to see what was going on... Beth's birthday party.
moving on... we went back to my house to switch cars and go back to Freemans once again.
skipping a bit, we ended up at Steak and Shake about 1am.
Me, Freeman, Zumwalde, Justin, and Tristin were pretty much the group.. Erica, Mathis, Josh and his brother were there also... but they made too much noise.
I do believe we have our group.

the tapes still need to be reviewed, we found some really nice stuff on a recording... more on that later.
I was dropped at home at 6:35 in the morning, said bye to Tristin and to Zumwalde... and passed out for a few hours.

July 4th
I've been on the road every night coincidentally at the right time to see fireworks.
I woke up at 2pm... went back to the neighbors house to talk to Beth of course.
we all went to a party at her aunts house.
her boyfriend showed up... which did not please me.
I have surmised that he is in fact an alcoholic.
..and that he must die.
but that's a biased opinion.

I've heard voices from beyond the grave.. on recordings that WE made.
I've seen unexlpainable pictures of strange things... that WE took.
all together, it's been a very good long weekend.
I hope to do it all again soon, maybe a few more professionals.

The business

Fri, 01 Jul 2005 15:38:50 GMT

The business of ghost hunting has recently become a passion of mine.
the fourth ghost hunt for the group is tonight... the fifth one is three days from now.
I'm the ~~Fearless~~ Leader of course.

the first trip produced nothing..
nothing on the camera, or the tape recorder.. of course it was just me and a female I had only met the day before.
the next trip was more eventful... 2 cemeteries... we caught a small girl whispering on the tape recorder. her name is Jessica. she's been dead since 94.
the last trip in the Decker family plot... the recorder was sat upon a grave marker, in a row of about 10 Decker's... we were talking, asking questions.
on the playback there was a very audible "Shhh"..
it was louder than all our voices on the tape... meaning it was close to the mic.
I guess he was resting
then we walked around and took a Mr. Z took a few pictures...

at that point we had stayed on the paths. I just decided that we should take off into the headstones. "Right here... we need to walk this way" I said
about a dozen steps in, I heard a crunch under my foot, and a grinding noise... I stepped on a rock, but there was something under the rock.
a foot stone..
"hey, shine the light over here"
I brushed the rocks off and had to pull a bit of dirt away, the marker of George Johnson, to the left of that was Alice Johnson... and farther to the left was John Johnson.
purely coincidence, I know. but eerie.
there were 5 of us that night, about the time I found the stone three went for a walk, leaving me and Kyle.
he started the recorder, and sat it down on the marker I had walked over.
we started talking a bit... looking around.
of course I was asking stupid questions.

then a cold chill hit me and I felt a bit of wind at my back.
goose bumps... I asked kyle to take a few pictures.
on initial playback of the tape, we heard a distinct but low Growl that no one heard at the site.
on further investigation I noted no less than four separate instances of the Growl.

I'll fill you in on tonights outing later.
check here for more fun stuff

Mon, 06 Jun 2005 15:36:51 GMT

So I rolled out of bed bright and early Sunday morning…. well, noon.

I caught the lovely and talented Nicole online and talked to her for the better part of an hour… I’m not sure what we talked about, but I’m positive it was of the utmost importance… life threatening and whatnot.

ok, just out of the shower and at this point I’ve been up for 2 hours… running on about 5 hours of sleep.

I was running through the events of Saturday, a couple graduation parties and a late night in the garage…

So I realized 2 things…. the fact that I had a phone call to make, and that I had heard, amongst other things, “yea, she loves you… she thinks you’re awesome”

I made my phone call and thirty minutes later I was on my was to look at a very nice Harley sportster… I made it a mile and a half. well, 3/4 of a mile… 3/4 mile down the road and the neighbor’s driveway is 3/4 of a mile long. I had one of those gut feelings… you know… from wayyy down below the cockles of your heart

I was right, my friend Beth was out washing her car in her bikini… needless to say, the plans for rest of my day were ruined… well, not really. I was kinda supposed to work on my Mustang, which died… the car is still down at their house, I’m not sure when I’m gonna work on it.

Since her car was going to be around for a bit, I decided to finish the install of her car stereo… which consisted of hooking up power, speakers, and creating an antenna… put a big DONE sticker on that one.

Then, the nice guy that I am… I let her take me for a ride to see that Harley. It was impressive, but not what I’m looking for… I must bother my uncle about his full dress Harley FLH… let me illustrate.. but his isn’t that ugly.
we check out the bike, stop to get some stuff, then roll up to her house again an hour later in the 72 Ford LTD... beautiful car ...beautiful girl. her boyfriend called while we were out.. jealous much? I told her parents I can take him down.

I think I'm gonna take the offer her parents made me... "go to church with us, find yourself a nice christian girl."... how about your daughter?

so the moral of the story is...
do what you feel, go with the first instinct, primal urge... it can lead you on a very interesting trip.

Name, Rank, and ummmm.... Press Affiliation.

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 12:51:25 GMT

LTM Loser Fest 2005
July 9. Agner Hall. Lawrenceburg Fairgrounds.
11 bands, 3 comedians, I'm giving away a 16' boat...
$10 a head at the door.
all proceeds go to charity...

Now back to business...
T minus 4 weeks til the Gwar concert, I'm highly considering trading my beloved cadillac out for that nice limo I had my eye on. quite a concert vehicle.

I've juuuust about got my Nicole in Washington State talked into flying out here for that weekend... or week, or whatever.

She was in that movie, Benny and Joon
She owns a '55 Cadillac hearse (and a chevelle, firetruck, motorcycles, etc.)
is in love with Johnny Depp
says I look like the Depp and/or Hunter Thompson
and such is my luck, lives in Washington State

I sent her on a Ghost hunt a while back... now she blames me for her bedroom being haunted.
well, that, and a week or so after the hunt she was hospitalized for cancer in the spinal cord.
She got out yesterday after being in a week... 3 spinal taps a day I believe and all the jello you can eat
Envious?

there's a ghost hunt this weekend, the first one for the group... but the girl who wants it done hasn't yet informed me of the location of the hunt. I'll just have to wait and see if it's really real or if she just wants my nuts.

another ghost hunt scheduled for next weekend or so, the Hensley house I believe...
research and development of new toys and methods is actually moving ahead now that I have a group interested in the subject.

Thu, 26 May 2005 16:20:04 GMT

In blues we trust.

Tue, 26 Apr 2005 12:30:53 GMT

B Movie Box Car Blues
As performed on 'Briefcase Full Of Blues'

Caught a ride into South Dakota
With two girls in a light blue Desoto
One's name was Jane, the other was plain
But they both had racing motors
Next I caught a ride with a gamblers wife
Lay down, she had a brand new Rambler
She parked on the other side of town
She layed the Rambler down
She said she could dig if I'd knew her

Doing my best to get back to you
Ain't nothing I'd rather do
Look for me Sunday, gonna be there honey
Something special just for you
Special just for you

Made a truck stop, toothpick and water
Got a ride from a fruit pickers daughter
Drove her through the night, let the fruit just right
Said All I could eat for a quarter

Next, hopped a train with a hobo woman
Said she's from Texas too
The way that she did, what she did, when she did what she did to me
made me think of you
Hey honey made me think of you

Doing my best to get back to you
Ain't nothing I'd rather do
Look for me Sunday, gonna be there honey
Something special just for you
Special just for you

a balance of power.

Mon, 25 Apr 2005 18:55:29 GMT

I feel an imbalance in the energies of the moment.
something seems a bit off kilter in the world.
it could be that my wheels are slightly out of alignment... it could be the subtle hint of sunburn that still resides on my face and arms from the last nice weekend... it could be that feeling I've had lately, that all of this has happened before...

well, check that out... a blue line...

ok then, now that I've learned something today...
I'm off to visit a little friend at skyline.

people think I'm strange, I've heard that the waitresses aren't supposed to hug me when I enter and leave... I say that is poppycock. I've become accustomed to food (well, some people call it food) at greatly reduced prices and the company of intersting women.

me.

Wed, 20 Apr 2005 03:24:55 GMT

I have nothing to say.