Coming to Savannah this weekend. Any comedy club recommendations, or other places?. We’re taking the Underground Walking Tour “Slaves in the City” on Friday which is supposed to be very good. We also have dinner reservations at Common Restaurant one night. (Couldn’t get into The Olde Pink House or Elizabeth’s at 37th.)
Check to see what’s going on at Wormhole and Totally Awesome Bar. Both support local comedy and touring comedians. Check out Brochu’s in the Starland District for dinner. NYT named it one of the 50 best in the country.
Don’t know if this is your actual home, but it’s beautiful in any case! Too many weird things happen to too many people for it not to be real, though I agree with the comment that so much of what we do is automatic and we don’t remember it.
"I love the mystery more than I care about the solutions to the mystery."
i also think you can be consistent in your belief in UFOs but not believe in ghosts because UFOs are more about the mystery than the solution than ghosts are. it's right in the name. UNIDENTIFIED. the whole essence of a UFO is the mystery. "ghost" is an answer. "UFO" is a question.
"As many of you know, I moved to Savannah - America’s most haunted city - a couple years ago, trading in my newly-built modern Connecticut home for a brick townhouse built in 1867 by a Confederate captain who’d been taken prisoner and held in New York. When he returned to Savannah, the legend is he swore he’d never live in darkness again, which is why my home has an usual cruciform shape, with windows on three sides of every room."
No, you live in America's Draftiest City Built By Dumbshits 😳
He's a first-hand witness to the UFO program...and directly stated we breached the inside of a fucking non-human craft!!...https://youtu.be/ow7FqiegixQ?t=947
Aaaany way...he also spoke very thoroughly on the subject of the hitchhiker effect...which a verrrry high level official named Jay Stratton (portrayed as Jonathan Axelrod in Skinwalkers) experienced with his family after his visits to the ranch.
I'm familiar with Lacatski and Jay Stratton. And I certainly believe the hitchhiker effect is real - too many people have experienced it for it to be otherwise.
True that. I should say, I really appreciate you talking about this subject. Social stigma has prevented many of us from speaking openly about the phenomena, and I'm grateful for your courage to write on the subject.
I'll be the first to admit, there are plenty of situations that can be readily explained by x or y prosaic explanation..but every once and a while, Occam's razor = there's a fucking ghost in my basement.
When I was 12, my mom went to the grocery store and left me home alone. We lived in a remote area of Western Washington, which is a dark, damp, serial killer-begetting sort of place, and the nearest grocery store was about 30 minutes away. This day, however, was sunny and warm and I was excited to have the house to myself, and was watching TV. At a certain point, I became aware of a cold chill that had entered the room blowing up against my back as I sat on the floor in front of the TV. It became so noticeable--and disturbing--I had to get up and investigate. Our front door, which had been deadbolted, was as open as it could be, the door folded back on its hinges. It was creepy, but I bravely closed the door and locked it up tight. I went back to watching TV. About ten minutes later, the cold wind returned. I went back to the front door. It was once again all the way open. I closed it. Locked it. When it opened by itself a third time I decided to sit on on the front porch steps and wait for my mom to return. This entire scenario--with me being home alone and the front door opening by itself with a cold wind present--repeated itself multiple times throughout my adolescence. However, after that first time, once it happened I'd just give up right away and sit on the porch. That was only the beginning of the Crazy Town that was that house.
Our local community theatre is currently doing Harvey, the charming 1944 Pulitzer Prize-winning play about Elwood P. Dowd and his best friend, a 6-1/2 foot tall pooka in the form of a white rabbit. Locked doors open magically, future events are predicted accurately, personal messages appear in an encyclopedia text. It’s enough to make one wonder!
Can’t comment on the front door but a young man bringing into his locked bedroom something that makes noise makes perfect sense. Check his closet and if empty, tell him to have fun
My dad and step mom, also in Georgia, had all kinds of things happening, faucets turned on in the night, doorbells ringing with no one there, a cuckoo clock that played a tune that neither of them had ever heard it play. My step mom saw a man and "carried on a conversation with him". Her son, on a visit, says he had a talk with the (same) guy when he woke to find the man sitting at the end of his bed. I shared this story with an old school friend and she nodded in recognition. "Yup, you gotta tell them loudly and clearly that they have to leave. That's what I did and I haven't heard them since." I always lean toward Occam, but it is interesting, their stories are so vivid and detailed. My step mom told this fella that he had to leave and she and my Dad both say he did. So maybe take a wide, purposeful stance in the living room and say, loudly and clearly, "You must leave!!!" Dunno, maybe that'll fix it?
If you're in the habit of locking doors behind you, you do it without conscious thought. It's easy to not remember you locked it. Like for instance, if you are returning from the community pool and your spouse stays a bit longer in the pool and says, "leave the door unlocked," and you say, "OK," and later on when your spouse gets home he says, "Why'dja lock the door on me?", you can literally have no memory of doing so.
https://www.instagram.com/p/C3sOZHgAFqG/?igsh=MTFoNjBqaTh2N25vbQ==
Coming to Savannah this weekend. Any comedy club recommendations, or other places?. We’re taking the Underground Walking Tour “Slaves in the City” on Friday which is supposed to be very good. We also have dinner reservations at Common Restaurant one night. (Couldn’t get into The Olde Pink House or Elizabeth’s at 37th.)
Check to see what’s going on at Wormhole and Totally Awesome Bar. Both support local comedy and touring comedians. Check out Brochu’s in the Starland District for dinner. NYT named it one of the 50 best in the country.
You might also enjoy Front Porch Improv.
Don’t know if this is your actual home, but it’s beautiful in any case! Too many weird things happen to too many people for it not to be real, though I agree with the comment that so much of what we do is automatic and we don’t remember it.
dear michael,
i like this!
especially this:
"I love the mystery more than I care about the solutions to the mystery."
i also think you can be consistent in your belief in UFOs but not believe in ghosts because UFOs are more about the mystery than the solution than ghosts are. it's right in the name. UNIDENTIFIED. the whole essence of a UFO is the mystery. "ghost" is an answer. "UFO" is a question.
thanks for sharing!
love,
myq
We have plenty of haunted houses here in Connecticut. You didn’t have to go to Georgia to find one.
"As many of you know, I moved to Savannah - America’s most haunted city - a couple years ago, trading in my newly-built modern Connecticut home for a brick townhouse built in 1867 by a Confederate captain who’d been taken prisoner and held in New York. When he returned to Savannah, the legend is he swore he’d never live in darkness again, which is why my home has an usual cruciform shape, with windows on three sides of every room."
No, you live in America's Draftiest City Built By Dumbshits 😳
Are you familiar with the name James Lacatski?
He's a first-hand witness to the UFO program...and directly stated we breached the inside of a fucking non-human craft!!...https://youtu.be/ow7FqiegixQ?t=947
Aaaany way...he also spoke very thoroughly on the subject of the hitchhiker effect...which a verrrry high level official named Jay Stratton (portrayed as Jonathan Axelrod in Skinwalkers) experienced with his family after his visits to the ranch.
https://pearl-hifi.com/11_Spirited_Growth/01_Books/Skinwalkers_at_the_Pentagon.pdf
It's all out there. The hitchhiker effect is real. This is no joke.
I'm familiar with Lacatski and Jay Stratton. And I certainly believe the hitchhiker effect is real - too many people have experienced it for it to be otherwise.
True that. I should say, I really appreciate you talking about this subject. Social stigma has prevented many of us from speaking openly about the phenomena, and I'm grateful for your courage to write on the subject.
I'll be the first to admit, there are plenty of situations that can be readily explained by x or y prosaic explanation..but every once and a while, Occam's razor = there's a fucking ghost in my basement.
I recently heard Thomas Lennon on a podcast talking about a ghost in his home. Could you both be haunted by Barry and Levon?
When I was 12, my mom went to the grocery store and left me home alone. We lived in a remote area of Western Washington, which is a dark, damp, serial killer-begetting sort of place, and the nearest grocery store was about 30 minutes away. This day, however, was sunny and warm and I was excited to have the house to myself, and was watching TV. At a certain point, I became aware of a cold chill that had entered the room blowing up against my back as I sat on the floor in front of the TV. It became so noticeable--and disturbing--I had to get up and investigate. Our front door, which had been deadbolted, was as open as it could be, the door folded back on its hinges. It was creepy, but I bravely closed the door and locked it up tight. I went back to watching TV. About ten minutes later, the cold wind returned. I went back to the front door. It was once again all the way open. I closed it. Locked it. When it opened by itself a third time I decided to sit on on the front porch steps and wait for my mom to return. This entire scenario--with me being home alone and the front door opening by itself with a cold wind present--repeated itself multiple times throughout my adolescence. However, after that first time, once it happened I'd just give up right away and sit on the porch. That was only the beginning of the Crazy Town that was that house.
I host a paranormal podcast in Savannah, GA, if you ever want to talk further about it!
Our local community theatre is currently doing Harvey, the charming 1944 Pulitzer Prize-winning play about Elwood P. Dowd and his best friend, a 6-1/2 foot tall pooka in the form of a white rabbit. Locked doors open magically, future events are predicted accurately, personal messages appear in an encyclopedia text. It’s enough to make one wonder!
Much as I'd like to think you have a ghost,I think your son is playing a trick on his Dad:)
You are a pretty easy target:)
Michael you need to get some sage!!
Can’t comment on the front door but a young man bringing into his locked bedroom something that makes noise makes perfect sense. Check his closet and if empty, tell him to have fun
My dad and step mom, also in Georgia, had all kinds of things happening, faucets turned on in the night, doorbells ringing with no one there, a cuckoo clock that played a tune that neither of them had ever heard it play. My step mom saw a man and "carried on a conversation with him". Her son, on a visit, says he had a talk with the (same) guy when he woke to find the man sitting at the end of his bed. I shared this story with an old school friend and she nodded in recognition. "Yup, you gotta tell them loudly and clearly that they have to leave. That's what I did and I haven't heard them since." I always lean toward Occam, but it is interesting, their stories are so vivid and detailed. My step mom told this fella that he had to leave and she and my Dad both say he did. So maybe take a wide, purposeful stance in the living room and say, loudly and clearly, "You must leave!!!" Dunno, maybe that'll fix it?
If you're in the habit of locking doors behind you, you do it without conscious thought. It's easy to not remember you locked it. Like for instance, if you are returning from the community pool and your spouse stays a bit longer in the pool and says, "leave the door unlocked," and you say, "OK," and later on when your spouse gets home he says, "Why'dja lock the door on me?", you can literally have no memory of doing so.
Purely hypothetical, of course. I swear I left it unlocked.