On Spooky Stuff!

Innumerable Are The Tales …

But Lately My Cousin From Brazil Reminded Me Of One Of Them Where My Dad Was Walking Into Our “House Of The Future” Home While My Mom Was In The E.R With Her Heart-Attack After Her Third Purpura Relapse.

As He Walked Through The Door, One Of Our Really Expensive Crystal Lamps Smashed Into A Gazillion Pieces.

Right After I Posted The Last Article And I’m Walking Through The Corridor Kitchen Crying, I Was Stopped Crying By A Glass Tingle Loud Noise Coming From The Area Where I Sleep. I Am Here Now And Can’t Figure Out Where It Came From So I Lit Some PaloAlto …