Clicked on a banner on a horror site... had no idea this equipment was so expensive. And I had no idea there were EMF Bears.
This is not your average bear!
BooBuddy has the attractive good looks - and so much more. This emf bear asks EVP questions for you in a cute, friendly voice. Children will love it, but this is definitely not a toy.
When it comes to ghost hunting and paranormal investigations, some theories suggest that using an object familiar and attractive to an entity may entice them to interact. This is called a 'trigger object'. BooBuddy is just that and more.
Set BooBuddy and turn it on to detect environment changes and start asking questions. Make sure to set a recorder or camcorder near the doll to document any potential responses. That, and BooBuddy loves being on camera!
Click the BooBuddy for some equipment pricing:
Monday, March 31, 2014
Ghost Hunting Is Expensive
Sunday, March 30, 2014
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Friday, March 28, 2014
The Allagash Incident
Hoping one day this is made into a film, similar to Fire In The Sky.
Click below for a recent interview:
The House With Nobody In It
This house on the road to Suffern needs a dozen panes of glass,
And somebody ought to weed the walk and take a scythe to the grass.
It needs new paint and shingles, and the vines should be trimmed and tied;
But what it needs the most of all is some people living inside.
Joyce Kilmer
Text source.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
Abduction
A two-year-old boy that I
interviewed said that he was taken into the sky by a man who
bit his nose. A not yet three-year-old boy said that owls
with big eyes (it is common for children to remember the
alien beings disguised in animal forms) take him up to a
ship in the sky, and he is afraid he will not be able to get
back to his mother.
John E. Mack
Image by Hilda.
Text source.
Now Playing: 30 Days Of Night
Mr. and Mrs. Sheriff.
So sweet.
So helpless against what is coming.
Click below for the complete soundtrack:
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Transworld And BEYOND
That just sounded like an appropriate title.
Some GREAT photos posted by fellow Haunter Rania Peet from her Transworld trip.
Click below:
And click here for an interview with Rania with Haunt Nation Magazine.
A Warrior's Drink
The flavor draws heavily from the blending of the rye malt and traditional clove character, creating a very rich and unique flavor, a bold beer suited for the harsh Klingon lifestyle.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Speaking Of Phantasm
This was one of those movies my evil sister and her friends talked about a lot when I was young. They treated it as something that wasn't just a horror movie. Almost like it was too scary and too weird to be just a horror film. So it became something bigger and creepier. I remember watching it with her and some [poor] old boyfriend of hers. And it really was too weird and too creepy to be just another horror film.
The scene below is a perfect example (I have it set to go at 1:51):
Phantasm V
Incredible poster for the potential fifth film in the series (I LOVE the first one).
Click here for more information.
Click here for a track from the soundtrack.
Soundtracking
Dug out this old favorite - James Horner's score to Star Trek III: The Search for Spock. Probably the scariest and darkest of all the Trek films. The Enterprise gets mothballed. The Genesis Planet is a failed experiment. Two starships get blown up - one is packed with Federation crew, the other is loaded with Klingons (so we're happy about that one). There are horrible Klingon bastards, who take hostages. Kirk's son is one of those hostages, and they murder him.
It's a dark, slow movie. And it's my favorite of the series. And as I listened to the soundtrack last night, I realized that it would never get made today. It wasn't over-the-top enough. It wasn't packed with chaotic effects and people running and shouting.
The score was massive. Ten feet thick in most places. So you had this giant score put to slow-moving scenes of slow-moving starships and slow-moving drama. And it worked. Incredibly.
I felt kinda sad knowing that there will never be something like it again from Hollywood. And weird to ponder that most of the cool movies I worship from my youth would never be made today.
But I felt lucky to have known it. So there's that.
Click below for a cool track to a nice drawn-out scene where two starships are about to wrastle.
Personal Helicon
As a child, they could not keep me from wells
And old pumps with buckets and windlasses.
I loved the dark drop, the trapped sky, the smells
Of waterweed, fungus and dank moss.
One, in a brickyard, with a rotted board top.
I savoured the rich crash when a bucket
Plummeted down at the end of a rope.
So deep you saw no reflection in it.
A shallow one under a dry stone ditch
Fructified like any aquarium.
When you dragged out long roots from the soft mulch
A white face hovered over the bottom.
Others had echoes, gave back your own call
With a clean new music in it. And one
Was scaresome, for there, out of ferns and tall
Foxgloves, a rat slapped across my reflection.
Now, to pry into roots, to finger slime,
To stare, big-eyed Narcissus, into some spring
Is beneath all adult dignity. I rhyme
To see myself, to set the darkness echoing.
Seamus Heaney
Monday, March 24, 2014
Now Playing: It Begins
A wonderful track by 400 Lonely Things from their Tonight of the Living Dead album.
Couldn't find this track anywhere on youtube, so click below for my 2010 video featuring this awesome cue.
Image by Matt Peppler.
And click here for samples of the album.
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Frankenjack
It was on a dreary night of November that I beheld the
accomplishment of my toils. With an anxiety that almost amounted to
agony, I collected the instruments of life around me, that I might
infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. It
was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the
panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out, when, by the glimmer of the
half-extinguished light, I saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open;
it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs.
Mary Shelley
Source unknown.
The Linda Porter Abduction
“There was a praying mantis being and light-filled room. I remember the
being slowly coming around the corner and facing me. He stood very still
and simply waited, as if he knew how frightening he appeared to me.
Eventually he began to talk to me, although as yet, I do not have any
memory of
what was said. He seemed to possess a great deal of dignity and gave the
impression of being quite old.
“After he finished saying whatever he had to say, I turned around and he
walked me to this room (filled with dense light). The memory ends with
me
about to enter the room and the thought, ‘Translated into the Light.’
Whatever that means, it has to do with what happened.”
Source.