BELIEVE
I'm addicted to spooky paranormal stuff. Lately, my addiction has been growing stronger. I would like to say it started when I read Scary Stories by Alvin Schwarz and Stephen Gimmel in the 4th grade. Man, those pictures scared the shit out of me, as well at the stories. I'm still afraid of waking up with a huge boil on my face, only to see it burst with millions of tiny spiders pouring out. Still, week after week, I would sign it out and read the tales of terror. Then it turned to Goosebumps, which I had a lengthy collection of. Welcome to Dead House is still my favorite of the collection.
Then I entered a phase in my life where I thought books were lame. TV was where it's at. I started watching X-Files. I watched it religiously on Sundays, until they split Mulder and Scully up, then it wasn't the same. But still, that show gave me more info about the world beneath and above us. Devils, voodoo, aliens, ghosts, government conspiracies. Even for a while, I wanted to grow up being an FBI agent, thinking if I asked nicely, they would give me the X-files to work on.
Then came Buffy. Not as serious as X-Files (though X-Files had their moments of silliness), but fun and good. I wasn't sure if I watched it because I had an obsession with all the demons Buffy was fighting, or because Buffy was HOTTT. Maybe a little bit of both. The show will be missed.
Today, people know me as the zombie dude, the lover of all things zombie. Since Romero's Dawn of the Dead, I always felt that zombies above all other things un-natural really said something about the human condition. That explanation is for another time though. Also, For about three weeks now, Jerry and I have been watching Ghost Hunters on the Sci-Fi Channel which brought to me memories of my friends and I chasing ghosts in Union Cemetery. Tonight I just watched Supernatural on the WB. That show is awesome! Edgy and scary as hell, I'm hooked.
The reason I love all things dead (undead I should say) and extraterrestrial-y and folk lore-y and demons and ghosts and everything else is because it gives me a reason to escape the ordinary and to believe that there is more to this world than meets the eye. I believe in a lot too. Do I believe in vampires? Well, no, but it's the possibility that excites me about them nonetheless.
Anyway, I now have a new life plan. If my life is horrible and going no where, I'm going to go cross-country and hunt down evil supernatural stuff. And when I'm in my car with a Lady in White who wants me to be unfaithful so she can kill me so she tries to hurt me into kissing her, well that's when I introduce her to my partner in crime...
Jerry
...whose life would also be in shambles and would join me in my hunt. He'll save my ass and then we'll vanquish her spirit. Because really, if the X-Files, Buffy, Ghost Hunters, and everything else I read and watched taught me anything, it's you never go in it alone.
Night.
Then I entered a phase in my life where I thought books were lame. TV was where it's at. I started watching X-Files. I watched it religiously on Sundays, until they split Mulder and Scully up, then it wasn't the same. But still, that show gave me more info about the world beneath and above us. Devils, voodoo, aliens, ghosts, government conspiracies. Even for a while, I wanted to grow up being an FBI agent, thinking if I asked nicely, they would give me the X-files to work on.
Then came Buffy. Not as serious as X-Files (though X-Files had their moments of silliness), but fun and good. I wasn't sure if I watched it because I had an obsession with all the demons Buffy was fighting, or because Buffy was HOTTT. Maybe a little bit of both. The show will be missed.
Today, people know me as the zombie dude, the lover of all things zombie. Since Romero's Dawn of the Dead, I always felt that zombies above all other things un-natural really said something about the human condition. That explanation is for another time though. Also, For about three weeks now, Jerry and I have been watching Ghost Hunters on the Sci-Fi Channel which brought to me memories of my friends and I chasing ghosts in Union Cemetery. Tonight I just watched Supernatural on the WB. That show is awesome! Edgy and scary as hell, I'm hooked.
The reason I love all things dead (undead I should say) and extraterrestrial-y and folk lore-y and demons and ghosts and everything else is because it gives me a reason to escape the ordinary and to believe that there is more to this world than meets the eye. I believe in a lot too. Do I believe in vampires? Well, no, but it's the possibility that excites me about them nonetheless.
Anyway, I now have a new life plan. If my life is horrible and going no where, I'm going to go cross-country and hunt down evil supernatural stuff. And when I'm in my car with a Lady in White who wants me to be unfaithful so she can kill me so she tries to hurt me into kissing her, well that's when I introduce her to my partner in crime...
Jerry
...whose life would also be in shambles and would join me in my hunt. He'll save my ass and then we'll vanquish her spirit. Because really, if the X-Files, Buffy, Ghost Hunters, and everything else I read and watched taught me anything, it's you never go in it alone.
Night.