:: it's a scary world: rants from a chemically imbalanced mind ::

:: Sunday, April 20, 2008 ::

ok, back home again, home again, piggity pig. (am i the only one who heard that as a kid??) interesting trip. i had some fun... i was amused... and in darkness. two things i enjoy. not much of an evening for blogging... unfortunately, my crackberry has a very bright screen and i kept it dark most of the time for fear of sending one of the "ghosthunters" into a panic because my flashlight shone for a moment in their general direction and disturbed "the vortex". no, really. that wasn't just a snappy line. that happened. i'm telling you, some of these nutbags are absolutely batshit crazy. i can dig the whole "looking for some sign" scene. but me and the wife had a group of nutbags start yelling at us down a hallway because of the whole vortex thing. that's ok, traci avenged us by intentionally walking in the path of their cameras, emf meters, ir lights and god knows what else and shining her flashlight down at them as she walked by. and what the FUCK is a vortex?!?! sigh. ah, yea me and the missus left about 615am even though there was still some time left on the overnight... she was done in... i really thought she'd outlast me on this one... shows the slightly older crowd can still occasionally keep up, thank you very much.

so the entries weren't as numerous as "the disney blogs"... but of course, a lot more happened at disney. here's the extent of my "encounters" tonight.... and i only use the word "encounters" because it makes me giggle when i read it..... first, i walked past a room about 2am and DISTINCTLY heard the sound of running water. not something that sounded like, not something that could've been. i heard running water. and damned if 10 seconds later i didn't have to piss. but yes, i'm serious. i heard it and i'll stand by it. and no, it wasn't raining, smartass. did i mention the room had a broken old sink in it? and did i mention none of the plumbing above the first floor works? hmmmm. second thing - i saw something move across a doorway where i know for a fact there were no people around and no flashlights illuminating. now THIS one is easy to debunk. merely by stating the fact that maybe i just didn't see one of the other people in that area. i'm positive there was no one near the doorway where i saw something flit out of the room (really, HOW often do you get to use the word "flit" in a sentence????).... BUT i'm open. therefore prone to mistakes. and presumptions. and assumptions. so that one goes either way. and third - and this one amused me - there is a particular room on the 2nd floor which is considered a very "active" room, or so the guide told us. so me and barb and the girls all went wandering around the floor and eventually me and barb headed to the "active" room... wish i could remember what the room specifically was used for but barb knows that crap better.... so we go in and as i'm walking in the door, BANG! my flashlight goes out. okay, it didn't go BANG, that just looks better on paper than trying to find a word to describe a bulb going dark for the last time. my flashlight is a maglite. best flashlight in the world. i've replaced one bulb out of over 15 or more that i've owned over the years. and this particular bulb picks THAT moment in THAT doorway to blow? hmmmm. but it gets weirder. barb looks over as i'm griping about my mag and says "uh.. my video camera just shut down." ... huh? lemme see that. it was fine. a few seconds later she reached for the power button, hit it and it booted right up. no problem, battery at full 100% charge? hmmmm. now THAT is interesting. explain that, bill nye the science guy. thank GOD for maglite supplying an extra bulb in the butt of all their flashlights. KUDOS to you, sirs! i'm straying again, aren't i. so yea. that's a little too simultaneous for me. again, i don't believe in all this hokey stuff. BUT. i don't necessarily disbelieve it, either. i'm open. to suggestion, to new experiences and to cash donations. again, i digress. i'm not saying what was what, just saying.... "hmmm. interesting.".

oh and by the way - an admission on my part. i'm smoking again. someone posted a comment asking how the non-smoking was going a few weeks ago and i didn't publish it.. mainly because i was still keeping it on the down low at that point. but i've let the wife and the world know now cuz i'm tired of sneaking the damn things. SO in response to the question - not too good hehe .. BUT on the upside - i was hitting 2 and a half packs a day before i stopped. since i've picked them back up, i've kept it to half a pack a day. granted, no packs a day would be the ideal situation but that's not happening anytime soon... for the moment. who knows... maybe better luck next time. the wife, on the other hand, is still not smoking. kudos to her! BUT if she chose to go back to it, that's her business. i'd rather her not but it's not for me to say. to quote johnny mathis. (how often do you get to do THAT!) alright, i need coffee badly and by the way, at this point i'm going on 29 hours without sleep. no hallucinations yet but i can only hope.... clint thinks i'll crash before 6 tonight. i'd LIKE to make it to 36 hours... THAT would be cool. so upstairs i go for coffee and out to the porch for a smoke. i won't [and neither will she] allow myself to smoke in the house or in the garage. i keep it outside or at work. or in the car. my car. already smells of smoke. all my friends smoke in my car. okay, except clint. and that's only because he's a wuss for refusing to bow to peer pressure like the rest of us....... bitch.... dammit, this started with me going for coffee and a smoke. i'm out. peace. or peace out. or whatever it is the kids are saying nowadays. me, i always liked........ lates!

:: Shaman 4/20/2008 10:20:00 AM [+] ::
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