December 2006 Archives

You know that voice in your head? Sometimes you get a little tired, and it doesn't quite line up with you and your normal mind?

Who and, or what do you think that is? I'm very happy to hear all of your answers.

I'm not going to say this is a good movie, because it isn't. If you don't expect it to be, then you might just do ok. I've located this old film free and legal for download. It's in the public domain now.

http://www.archive.org/details/santa_claus_conquers_the_martians

It has several viewing options and sizes.

Low on fuel, and time, with bad weather looming too. Discovery has to land by Saturday, before it's electrical systems shut down.

Someone was asking for directions to this place. I've looked and haven't been able to find then yet. Would someone that knows please post what you have?

What I have found, was how when passing by at night, you won't notice anything. Until you are able to see it in your rear view mirror at which point you will see flames.

The story tends to make me think of the numerous "albino farm" stories. One of those local legends that many people know about from word of mouth. Then you end up hearing very similar stories elsewhere in the country.

Bob sent this in last night. I found the idea of this to be funny, so I'm going to repost it here.

I gotta say though Bob, that would be one hell of a trip, just to be able to watch a drive in movie again. They better have a decent concession building.

Sources inside NASA tell Bob McCarty Writes™ that the space agency’s Mars Rover spacecraft recently sent back photographic evidence to confirm that an alien spaceship did indeed crash near Roswell, New Mexico, in 1947.

Incredibly, digital cameras aboard the rover captured images of the marquee at an abandoned drive-in movie theater during an outing on the far side of the “Red Planet.” Next to the words, “Now Showing,” was the apparent title of a movie based on the incident: WE ARE MARTIANS™.

To commemorate and celebrate this incredible cinematic discovery, the creative staff at The Bob McCarty Shop™ is offering a number of high-quality items for movie buffs. Simply click here [ http://bobmccarty.wordpress.com/2006/12/19/nasa-discovers-signs-of-life-on-mars/ ] for details.

EDITOR’S NOTE: NASA officials are not commenting on this discovery and, instead, are waiting to release the news in conjunction with the Dec. 22 release of a movie with a similar story line, We Are Marshall.:

I was making a small change to the the new anti-spam plugin when I realized that it has 1263 ip addresses blocked, that have sent spam. There were more than double that in spam messages. All of which I had to go through and junk in the first place. I have to say, it's working great though.

I heard of them today through word of mouth. They're out of Atlantic Virginia, and their website is down.

They've made major news though. It's a commercial space port, that launched two satellites, for the USAF and NASA. The rockets are constructed from old cold war throwaways.

Thank you to Darren for sharing his experience.

I'm curious if anyone has had similar experiences to mine OR if someone may have read something similar before & could direct me to the reference material.

When I was 5 I remember waking up feeling something tugging at my foot. I looked under my covers & there was an ugly square headed green witch with stubby rather than sharp features, tugging at my foot. The next thing I remember I was being dragged behind the witch above the small city where I live in Canada. I remember the orangey lights & how the street lights were like donuts with no light in the middle. I remember seeing buildings & the lake. The next thing I remember was sitting in my bed screaming & mother taking what seemed like forever to come in. It was all blamed on a 5 year old having a cola before bed, which I wasn't allowed to do again until I was 10.

When we flew by airplane to the maratimes later that summer I remember looking at the city below & shivering at how it was so similar to my dream.

At 10 I went to see Close Encounters with my mom. She freaked when she saw the greys. They looked like the boogie men I drew in school. I could see their faces in patterns everywhere. Ever since I was about 5.

Many years later I was staying at a cabin in Prince Edward Island with my wife & dog. We were in bed trying to get to sleep. There was a bright light that seemed to be coming in 2 windows at once. I remember saying what the heck? My wife said it was a car. I remember my dog barking once & then in the morning I woke up. I had a pain in my wrist so intense that I could barely bend it. It felt locked & riddled with ache. It lasted 2 weeks. I had to put it in a brace until I got home & could see my own doctor. He said it was tendinitis. I couldn't figure out from what??? I was on vacation & not doing anything strenuous or repetitive. Feeling my wrist one day it felt like there was a hard spot just at the wrists center. It hurt to touch. Being somewhat of tough guy I smashed my wrist flat against a wall. I felt something shatter. After a second of pain, my wrist felt fine.

I know that there are thousands of explanations for everything I've written. I'm both interested in validation or debunking. I'm really just curious to hear similar stories from others.

Thanks to Melanie for this report

I have lived in this part of virginia my entire life. I love haunted stuff. I know everything about haunted stuff in this area. Everyone has always talked about Crawford Road while I was growing up, so when I got older and could start driving I decided to find out what this road was all about.

When you first turn down Crawford past the fire dept. there are nothing but houses on one side of the road. The further you go its gets darker and more foggy, no matter what type of weather it is outside. When I approached the bridge, I began to get this weird feeling in the stomach.

I crave hauntings, but Im not going to lie, I get scared. I always get this weird feeling in my stomach, well I got it once I saw the bridge. I stopped my truck under the bridge and my and my boyfriend got out. People have written all over the bridge, kinda cool, but freaky.

My boyfriend made me go on top of the overpass, its very hard to get up there because the ground is so steep, of course its an overpass. When we got up there the fog was so thick, we could only see about 5 ft. in front of us. We walked with a flash light for about 30 min.

We saw nothing, I wanted to finish to see where the road ends up, thats my goal and has been for years now, but Im gonna go during the day. I have been there many tims since with some of my friends who want to see it, but I stay in the car, because I get the feeling in my stomach, I dont like it.

Many people are afraid to drive down the full length of Crawford Rd. Well I have its woods on both sides for about 2 miles, then there is a neighborhood and it brings you out to a main highway in yorktown. I still havent found time to figure out where the overpass road leads too, its still my goal.

As many times as Ive been there at night, Ive still yet to see anything, kinda dispointing considering all the things Ive heard about it. I will tell you this, once when I was about the leave crawford, these local kids where pulling up and they were telling me that Crawford Rd. was haunted, but a few years back, they tore down the orginal bridge and built a new one.

They said since then no hauntings have been seen. I dont know though, I still get nervous going down there and Im still curious about the whole thing.

One a second note, I grew up in Surry County across the river from williamsburg. If youve heard of Bacons Castle, well Ive seen the fireball everyones heard about, yeah its true, Ive been chased by it with a few other people, but anyway you should check it out!

Thank you Autumn Red Wing

Niobrara-Niobrara Cemetary

People say old 1800's Pow-Wow music is played near the cemetary where the Ponca people had lived for 12 years. Also, the cemetary house by it, is where strange yells, whispers, music, and the guy that lives there said he heard noises, Larry Wright, sees figures in there. Alot of people say their are spirits in also, and lights turn on and off at 11:00 pm always.

I've been asked directions to this place. I will give you what I have found. Please assume that the place is privately owned before venturing there. So that means it would be a good idea to get permission, if you don't want ticketed or shot for trespassing.

In north Hall County off of 129, there is a rock road. It leads to an old wooden bridge that connects to an old grain mill.

The hosting company where I pay to host this blog, contacted me earlier today to inform me, that comment scripts I have running for this blog are being overrun by the spammers. I put quite a bit of time in a few months ago to update them in such a way they would not become hammered so hard. Well the spammers caught up. This time I added another feature as well as something else. They should get blocked fairly quickly via their server address now. Since it also covers trackbacks I've re-enabled them for the time being as well.

I think it's very stupid, to have to fight them in the first place. They have already destroyed more than one forum under my control. What value have they added to my life? None. What value have they added to your's?

Lately I can't stop thinking of some very old memories. As far as I can tell, my very first memories. I would have been less than two years old.

A big squarish, boxy robot, at the end of the hallway is coming after me. Intense fear, I was unable to move. There was this low, repetitive, droning wave of sound, that filled my hearing. I can still remember the sound, and throughout my life, when I've heard it. That first memory becomes triggered.

I had a Roland Juno keyboard, when I was maybe ten, had to trade some of my things to get it. I discovered the same sound on it. It was some kind of what I would call a modulated wave rather than a constant tone.

I no longer have the keyboard, nor am I a musician. So I am not yet able to share the tone. I would love to get it recreated, from what I remember of it, and put it up here for all to hear. Perhaps others will know this sound too, and have their own memories of what it is to them, th share.

That memory has been bothering me lately, maybe it's more than the nightmare of a baby.

Does anyone else have sound triggered memories to share?

I was alerted that Dejuntos was likely a mispronunciation of los Difuntos, the dead.

More information has been obtained. Día de los Difuntos, is the holiday Day of the Dead. From the video footage I've seen about it, there are parades and those include skeletons as part of it.

Day of the dead, traces back to Mesoamerican cultures that celebrated the lives of dead ancestors. Xolotl is an Aztec and Toltec god of lightning. He was represented as either a skeleton, or as a dog headed man, who guided people an area of the underworld called Mictlan. Mictlan is the 9th or lowest level of the underworld and it takes 4 years to get there.

Mictlantecuhtli is the ruler of Mictlan, he is also represented as a skeleton.

So now in my mind, I'm seeing how a culture is tying some of the mythological gods to skeleton figures. I can also see where one might mistake what we have seen in drawings and movies as the Grays, for that of a skeleton or corpse that hasn't quite gotten to the skeleton stage. I'm still not satisfied that I have found an answer.

Thank you so much Lil Wolf. I liked this one a lot.

This is a story of my mother's early life and the things that I did not understand til of late, it may be a bit rambling, but I am 76 and memory is pffft, thank you for your time.
Richard

let me preface this by saying that my mother was born in a place called Agular Colo. and raised in the area of the 'sangre de Christo' mountains', a very enchanted place, said by the local tribes to be haunted (for lack of a better term).

As a wee lad, after awakening her from a nightmare, as she was screaming and thrashing about,she told me stories of when she was a child and what she dreamed of, and saw, what she called 'dejuntos', I thought it was a Mexican or Spanish term, but since have asked Mexicans I know what it means and they never heard the term, they were, as she described them, skeletons with large heads and slanted big evil eyes, and that in her dreams they took her to a large "dirigible", as it was long and slender and up in the sky and they came at her with whirling little knives and needles and such, she said that the dream never concluded, but was repetitious, she went on to relate that the road to town from their farm was narrow and winding, unless it was a total must one did not ride it at night because 'fireballs' flew the road and singed a number of people.

One very black, stormy night, the men had gone into town for supplies, and the women all got together in one room of one house, while the lightning was flashing, they heard a noise, as they all huddled in a corner, lightning flashed and the "skull" was staring at them through the doorway, scaring the virtual crap outta them, when they lit a coaloil lamp there wasn't a trace of anything but they all agreed they saw it.

These things she told me as a wee child, they had no significance to me until I started studying UFOs and the like, that I had this epiphany, WOW! she was an abductees! by then she had gone to the promise land.

I never liked my mother and I doubt she had any feeling for me, but I would have dearly loved to speak to her in depth after realizing what occurred.

On chance, look up the Sangre de Christo mountains in the San Luis valley, and you will find more questions than answers perhaps.

That's my story, lacking a few authenticating details perhaps, these things took place circa 1910, and I am six and seventy, so that's almost a hundred years ago, she was born in July 1906.

Someone was requesting info on this place. I've found a website with a video of it.

Click here for website

The legend, directions, a map are all there.

Please keep the comments, reports, pictures and stories coming. I had a little bit of lag time in there on getting back to people, between migrating to a different computer, and all of the useless comment spam. One was actually a link to bunny porn or so it claimed.

Come on spammers, at least spam me with alien, ghost, paranormal stuff. I actually post some of that stuff, if it's worth while.

And if you have a site related product you would like for me to review, feel free to send it my way. My birthday is on Monday the 4th, so now would be the perfect time to have me review them. I get a gift, and you get a review published.

And finally to all the aliens out there, and to the time travelers too I suppose. I could really use a space worthy craft that is very fuel friendly, zero point energy powered would be great. Stop by and let me know, thanks.

Thank you to Keshea Miller for this report.

Warrensville, NC-devil stairs- some people say that if you pass by devil stairs right at 12:00 you can look into your rear view mirror and you can see a man that has been brutally beaten sitting in the back of your car. When you look away and look back he will no longer be there.