Forecast - 17 feet of snow overnight.
Forecast - paleo will be shovelling and plowing for several thousand feet tomorrow.
Method Of Procedure: Load up electronic noisemaker thingy with podcasts and magic music-making plasma-type stuff.
Now, of course, I had to review the podcasts, limited space on iPhone because me. One of my favorites is Beyond The Edge, 'alternative paranormal radio'.
Yes, I happily believe in bigfeets, ghosts, greys, gnomes. Other than a couple weird things in a couple places I've lived, and a couple weird lights in the sky, I done been skunked, but I hope, and so, although I try to be discriminating, I listen and read to many bizarre ass things. GhostHunters until they jumped the shark. The Mothman Prophecies (book) by John A. Keel, a truly trippy document, although some of it is now believed to be a hoax perpetrated on Keel. Ooo - fucking BBC Ghostwatch (I'd start a religion to find a BlueRay copy, yeah it's fiction but it's a great story, got the BBC sued and Mary Whitehall frothing at the mouth.) Hey, other people will pay money to see the new GI Joe movie - I have no concerns that I am out of the mainstream.
Anyhoo, the show was about the Bridgewater Triangle and the Freetown Forest in Massachusetts, famously creepy areas, not quite Skinwalker Ranch velociraptor freaky, but historically nuts. They mentioned the Red-Headed Hitchhiker, something like Resurrection Mary in Chicago. This stuff is so cool to me, I'd like to believe there is more out there than what we see, but again, I'm zero for several hundred. Fudge. Anyone know anything in Minnesota? I've heard wendego stories from some Lakota guys I worked with, not told as a ghost story, maybe pulling my leg a bit, but told as a matter of fact thing, an omen of bad change. Ah, well.
Someday, p'raps, but at least I'll be entertained tomorrow.