Opie and I did go to a Halloween party last year but I can't post pictures of that here because we went as Killer Bees but the fabric of my costume was apparently a lot cheaper and stretchier than I had realized and by the time we got around to taking pictures, my look was really more Stripper or Porn Star Bee.
And no one wants to see THAT.
But, I am into ghosts and goblins and things that go bump in the night. So much so, that my friend Eric and I go on ghost hunting trips as often as we can and I thought I'd share the story of one of the freakiest trips we went on. This is the description I wrote of our trip to the Villisca Axe Murder House back in 2006.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I really feel like I'm going to throw up."
"Yah," he said. "That happens all the time up here. You're leaning against the closet that experts think the murderer was hiding in."
Creepy...and I got that same sick feeling every time we were upstairs.
And that's when Darwin left us alone in the house to conduct our intensive paranormal research.