When I shot that photo there was no God, anywhere. "Oh great, nothing good ever happens when the big blow hard shows up with his grand special effects and so-called spiritual antidotes". "What the hell is the exalted Peckerhead doing here anyway?" [The skies open and the holy voice of God speaks] "Fear not,
horror
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND 11: MARY PART 3
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND 10: MARY PART 2
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND 9: MARY
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND 8: HOTEL
GHOST’S ON THE GROUND 7: CECIL
GHOST’S ON THE GROUND: 6 HERITAGE
Two words. Spectacular. The morning has been filled with dismay, hands shake, throat burns. Blurred vision as uneasiness fills my sweat stained eyes. Did I survive the intentional unbalance only to pursue further lunacy? What was I thinking? NOT VERY SQUARE, JUST SAYING. Saw it on T.V. I did. So I just went there
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND – 5 – HAUNTED HOUSE
Bitching about Bitching about Bitching: Peak Offseason Open Thread
Out of all the possible complaints, the ones that consistently grab my attention are gripes about other folks’ bellyachin'. The most obvious is olds complaining about yutes’ yap yap yap about extremely laborioUs stuff, like needing to show up to a job interview. Less obvious, but more prevalent, are groans
GHOSTS ON THE GROUND: CEMETERY-4
Define opulent. Hey, what's that kid doing to that chicken? Only one goal today. Jump in the Honda and traverse the downtown Los Angels freeways on a mid Tuesday morning. If all goes well headed back home before 1:00. Famous last words. You ever drive the 110 North to downtown? The mania burns fierce and









