GHOST HUNTERS

It is a great road trip. I did a lot of video of the ride up to Prescott, cemeteries and Vulture Mine and more. I will be posting that over the next few days. Wait until you see the compilation of Vulture Mines to music. Should be swe-eet. It snowed here this morning! Yahoo! Video to come! (I know, for most of you that's lame, but I haven't seen snow falling for 24 years!)

Vulture Mine, AZ: It was soooooo worth it, totally awesome! Oh my gosh! You can go into almost all the crumbling buildings. Very wicked and amazing! We felt like we were being watched the whole time. Julie got something on film that I could no debunk! We were shocked--not at all expecting it! It will be coming up on her site soon! I have lots of pics from other places we've gone and the stuff from our haunted room we're in right now and videos--lots of videos. Having a blast. Yes, Sucio, it's in the 20s here. Very cold!

There will be more later. Just put this teaser in for y'all. Ready to hit the Brewery for some supper and drinks. Will hopefully have more up for y'all. We're parked in our haunted room now and enjoying some R&R. It was a long exciting day and lots of cool stuff. I can't even imagine the movies I can piece together for y'all. Very cool places! Oh, and it's VERY COLD here! I arrived in shorts--I'm such a dork!

With 20 years of sponsoring folks with anxiety disorders, one thing I learned (learned it firsthand in my 20s) is that when you have a panic attack, you must sit through it, observe it, breathe; know that you won't die or go crazy and that it will come and go in a few minutes as it always does. Once you lose your fear of the physiologic symptoms and the mental thoughts, it loses its ability to be an affective way to get your attention. We feed the panic by jumping and running and going berserk. I was over panic attacks in a couple months by using good mental hygiene techniques and basically staring the beast in the eye and realizing it couldn't do more than make my heart pump hard, my blood run hot, my body feel tingly, my legs feel weak. One time on the way to a job interview as I was still in my recovery phase, I felt all these symptoms and I stopped and asked myself, “ where else might I get these symptoms? ” I realized—an orgasm or perhaps when anticipating opening a really

Julie and I are heading up to Vulture Mine tomorrow: We will be hitting that wonderful site and then another ghost town called Congress, some old west cemeteries, and staying in a haunted room at a haunted inn. I plan to video and take y'all along like backseat passengers on our AZ adventure and our hunt. Wish us luck. With me at the helm, we will need it!

This story takes place at my family's summer home in Newpoint-Comfort, Virginia on a quiet inlet of the Chesapeake. This Victorian home had some strange things about it, but the area around it was much more haunted. The house faced a cemetery. I grew up hanging out in cemeteries. My mother being and artist and historian loved to study the headstones. I thought of them as boring parks with awesome shade trees. I wasn't spooked by them or uncomfortable. In fact, I paid little attention to what they represented, like most kids do. I would often go into the little bedroom in the "turret" of our summer house, an odd shaped curved room. My sister had a beautiful little vanity table with a hair brush set I loved to use. It was all romance with sheer curtains and a poster of Romeo and Juliet on the wall and the smell of fresh rosewater penetrating the humid bedspread. At night, I would curl up on the little bed while my siblings listened to the radio or read in the library do

( Are you seeing Jesus? No, you're actually looking at a photo of a couple holding their new baby who is wearing a bonnet ) Grant calls it matrixing, but honestly the technical term is: Pareidolia (Wikipedia) It is a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus (often an image or sound) being perceived as significant. Common examples include seeing images of animals or faces in clouds, the man in the moon or the Moon rabbit, and hearing hidden messages on records played in reverse. How does this apply to ghost hunting? You ever listen to the weird shit Zak comes up with on his EVP replays??? He is so out there in left field with hearing all kinds of language on his garbled recording flubs that he's kind of starting to worry me. How about the tons of orbs with faces people send in? It is in human nature to either relate things to faces--a reflection of our own reference as humans and the importance of human faces in recognizing our people, but also in words. W

First, I'm going to do something new. Since I put things in the queue ahead of time, I thought I'd share what to expect in coming days: Saturday: "Seeing Faces" (about how we see faces in things and it's human nature to matrix), also "My Childhood Haunts: The Blue Lights" (another in my series about my childhood paranormal encounters--this one at my summer home) Sunday: "Sit Through the Panic: Observe" (all about the mental conversations that can change the way you interpret your entire life, your emotions, your joy and your very physiology and the reason I'm such a happy spaz). Also, expect the unexpected Sunday evening as Julie and I are at a haunted location and I will no doubt share a video or more. Monday: "Documentary: Invasion of the Dark Stars" (this is a review and it's surprisingly spooky enough to give me nightmares). Also, expect more from Julie and I's crazy trip to haunted ghost towns and a haunted hotel.

There's something just wrong when amusement parks sit still with no noise, children, lights and screams. It's just wrong, kind of like a ventriloquist doll looking human and talking. It just is not natural... (An old Disney attraction called River Country in the 80s,above) (Nowadays an abandoned attraction, above) (Boblo Island, above) (above-This Six Flags park in New Orleans understandably didn't survive a Category 5. I admit that of all the places to see in America, this is my #1 desire) I am hitting the road on Sunday with Julie to hit a ton of cemeteries and ghost towns, famous haunted spots too. I will be videotaping and making it feel like y'all are along on the trip with us. If you ever wanted to hit the AZ roads and see its haunts, you will get a backseat view. As well, we hope to try out some ideas in the room for testing out the ghosts. Also, the release of our book should be this coming week on Nook and Kindle and we will let you know. My own book "Was

She walked the halls when he slept. Sometimes, he might hear her open a cabinet door. He would roll over in bed and mutter at the gall of an entity to disrupt his sleep. When he awakened in the morning, there in the refrigerator was a packed lunch. He pulled it out and took it with him to work, not wondering what its origins were or why he had one every work-day morning, but he was pleased that he didn't have to stop and pack one himself. He had no idea how to construct so much as a sandwich. He worked a long day, overly busy, overly stressed, waited in a long mile after mile of traffic, but when he came home, a hot healthy gourmet meal magically appeared at his place setting along with his vitamins laid out beside it. He did not question his good fortune or the fact that his favorite show was on the television. He enjoyed having the table to himself. There was no one to eat with. He hated conversation during meals. Occasionally a shadow would pass him as he studied the TV scree

So, people bug me and wonder--you can't be divorced and never dating and having your Friday nights always open. Well, the truth is, I am in a relationship. I haven't shared it because it's a distance relationship and kind of a weird thing to explain because it's true--I still have not been on a date since high school and my Friday nights are always open, but I am in a relationship. What caught my attention? Well, my first requirement was a man who was easygoing, could laugh, was affectionate, loved horror, was creative, and shows a track record of putting family first. So, yeah, my Friday nights are still open and I'm still doing Lonely on a Friday night because there's nothing in the world more lonely than having a Friday night open and knowing it can't be with the one you want. Mystery solved .

I wanted some new art for my place, things my ex wouldn't want me to hang up but that I love. Michael Myers is an obsession of mine. I find him to be very sexy. I found that Jeremy my favorite "izombie" blogger was a really talented artist and he had an MM piece I really wanted on canvas. He asked for a couple of pics of me to try some new stylizing techniques on. I am always game for new things and I expected him to turn me into something zombie gruesome. How does someone make a zombie look sexy? Well, he did. He did some cool glamor versions of me too that are super hot! Now, that's a talent! So, here's what this guy has been up to. Just imagine what he could do for your profile pic! Here's what Jeremy did for my pic (two cool versions). Here's the original he worked from... Thanks Jeremy from Olivezombies !

This find has intrigued me for years and I thought I’d share the story, in case you haven’t heard of the Dropa Stones. From the paranormal.about.com site: In 1938, an archeological expedition led by Dr. Chi Pu Tei into the Baian-Kara-Ula mountains of China made an astonishing discovery in some caves that had apparently been occupied by some ancient culture. Buried in the dust of ages on the cave floor were hundreds of stone disks. Measuring about nine inches in diameter, each had a circle cut into the center and was etched with a spiral groove, making it look for all the world like some ancient phonograph record some 10,000 to 12,000 years old. The spiral groove, it turns out, is actually composed of tiny hieroglyphics that tell the incredible story of spaceships from some distant world that crash-landed in the mountains. The ships were piloted by people who called themselves the Dropa, and the remains of whose descendants, possibly, were found in the cave. Dr. Tsum Um Nui felt the smo

The legend of Cropsey hails from Staten Island. Supposedly he was an escaped mental patient who hid out in the abandoned mental institution. He would supposedly come out of hiding long enough to steal children. A couple of locals were so affected by a missing girl in the area that they were compelled to make a documentary to see if this legend was a cautionary tale, or perhaps very real. This is not yet on DVD, but it is the top of my “must get's.” ALSO--Tonight on SyFy... Yahoo! SyFy's cool new show "Face Off" starts tonight. SyFy is also running a very cool Face-Off contest with sweet prizes!

Every ghost hunter has a moment when they truly want to run in panic. Mine occurred at the age of 14 when we were preparing to move from our manor home to the big bad awful west-- Arizona . I wasn't happy about the move. In fact, I tried to make ghostly sounds to scare away perspective buyers with no luck. Still, the house sold. We'd boxed up our things to have them unpacked the next day. We had several plaster ceilings just simply dump onto the floor all at once. Disconcerting events, but not unheard of in that house. We had film crews there who watched the wallpaper peel off the walls as they walked by, so it wasn't off the charts. I had a high tolerance so I found it more or less amusing. Then, one day when my father and brother were looking for a rental house in Arizona and the reality of the move became real, my mother, oldest sister, and myself were home alone. We sat in the breakfast room on one end of the house having lunch and discussing how we hoped they'd fin

Above: My hair color in my seventh grade picture and my hair color today. It was somehow symbolic I claim my childhood hair color again. I think because my ex liked brunettes and from my 20s onward I was constantly dyeing out the red tones to go for...blah. No offense to brunettes, but when your coloring isn't made for it, it looks weird, just like when red heads like Lindsay Lohan think they can go blond--ick! I think Nooshi at Beauty Brands in Ahwatukee did a great job of getting me back to me! Even though I had gone back to red after the divorce, I didn't quite get the color I had as a kid. She knew just how to tweak it to my skin tones and eye color and got just the color of my youth. I may not be in seventh grade again, but that gal feels like she's more herself than the faker she had been for years. Okay, I promise, no more beauty posts. I just knew y'all might wonder about my comment about doing something insane today. You might have figured I'd held up a ban

Okay, call me raunchy. Call me dirty-minded. My friends just call me bawdy. These are the sorts of videos I make when I am bored and restless. I made it this past summer but I thought I'd share it with the newer readers. It will keep you wondering... Oh, and yes, I did purchase a piece of equipment on this venture, but you will just have to wonder which item it was and how it betters the ghost hunting field. Honestly, given how ineffective today's ghost hunting tools are, perhaps these finds might be the way of the future, certainly more entertaining. Wouldn't you like to see Steve and Tango waving these around while Steve pontificates about the haunting in the place in his " I'm serious " tone of voice?

To learn more about this concept of global consciousness check here . So, do you think we can shift global consciousness with enough people in the world with a positive attitude? It almost has to work because when you approach things with the intent of good, you have a happy attitude. If you feel resentful and angry, you approach it differently. It's nearly a self-fulfilling prophecy that if enough people intend good, good will occur. I'm reminded of after 9-11 when everyone went outside with a candle in memory of all who were lost. I looked up and down my street and realized I had never seen this many of my neighbors before.

I will guarantee you there are not any man out there ready to offer that they have secret crushes on unattractive, overweight, balding or old ladies. Women are definitely step up on the evolutionary scale. In fact, I am extremely wary of handsome men. It's qualities I fall for and honestly handsome men don't have to work on their qualities. My first crush ever was Nikola Tesla. He will always be my greatest crush. He was brilliant but his ideas were so left field that people thought he was insane, but he was insanely brilliant. He had those penetrating dark stares and strange OCD ways that made him rather reclusive. He was taken advantage of, never truly profited from his finds. He was a man misunderstood. I find brains to be very sexy. Mike Rowe is perhaps not a hard crush to imagine. I do like manly men, but I don't like boastful ones or ones that would rather watch sports than take advantage of a willing woman in a bra and panties staring him down. He knows man stuff, is

I saw this a few years ago and I admit that I was riveted to the screen. It had me totally enthralled. Whether it is genuine or not, it was the best ghost documentary I've ever seen. Enjoy this one in the dark!

I was admittedly highly distracted by the direct sunlight on my camera screen and just caught up in the beauty of this place, but I hope this gives you a feeling of what a distractable and curious gal I am on a hunt for new weirdness. This is the hike through my eyes and with the soundtrack I was hearing in my head the whole time.

( Yesterday, I had the two weird shots taken of me on the hike on my post ) So, this weekend I went on a nice hearty hike with my buddy Vinnie, guided by Jeff Woolwine . He has become a big name locally in the UFO world, as he has filmed lots of UFOs, studied extensively the glyphs made by ancient tribe of HoHoKam, a tribe that went missing and unaccounted for. It was a gorgeous day, crystal clear, mild, and the hike took us hugging the mountain range made famous with the Phoenix Lights event. South Mountain Park is known as the world's largest municipal park at 17,000 acres. Yes, it is freaking enormous! Jeff began to take notice of the sky and photographing what he saw. He searched for answers. When he studied the glyphs in the mountain park and learned from a native expert, he realized there were ties to what was happening in the sky and what ancient men were carving into the granite. I personally couldn't help noticing that the rock was granite everywhere with bits of quar

Okay, couldn't help it. You probably saw my pictures I just put up of me on the hike. Well, Vin-Meister and I stopped by The Farm for some grub after the long hike. I told him I believe the hens in the coup were yelling at him "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck-er!" Now, once you've heard it, you can't hear anything else, right??? Yeah, you can't take me anywhere.

Just back from 5 hours of hiking. Once we started, my buddy the Vin-Meister wanted to hike the mountain behind my apartment complex. That's another story. Tomorrow I will share videos, pictures and loads of info. We took a hike through South Mountain Park with a man who is the authority on the Indian glyphs and the UFO stories they tell. It was a wicked awesome hike, a gorgeous day, and probably one of the most powerful places I've been outside of Sedona. These pics above kind of surprised me. They were the only 2 of me on the whole hike and the only two with that beam of green light. Should I take that as a sign? We will discuss more about it tomorrow when I cover it extensively. Be ready for aliens, ancient cultures and lots of coolness!

( I'm taking a hike tour of South Mountain (the mountain range the Phoenix Lights occurred at and where I live) We're going to be shown ancient Indian petroglyphs that supposedly portray how UFOs visited here long ago. As well, I'm dragging my buddy, Vinnie, to get his aura photo taken and mine too. I should have plenty of interesting video/photos/stories to share ). What do you know about your neighbors? Perhaps not as much as you think. There are so many alternate lifestyles that people enjoy on the side that it makes one wonder, what is normal nowadays? Swingers: Everyone knows of swingers lifestyle. You're sick of looking at the same face (or other body part) during sex and you want something new. You want that zip you first feel when you're with someone new and you don't know what their touch and technique will be like. It's not terribly shocking nowadays and, in fact, can happen at a really wild party or when couples rent a cabin and enjoy a jacuzzi

Y'all know I love a mystery and conjecture. Here's a fun one—the Georgia Guidestones. Let's look at Wikipedia's description: The Georgia Guidestones is a large granite monument in Elbert County, Georgia, USA. A message comprising ten guides is inscribed on the structure in eight modern languages, and a shorter message is inscribed at the top of the structure in four ancient languages' scripts: Babylonian, Classical Greek, Sanskrit, and Egyptian hieroglyphs. The structure is sometimes referred to as an "American Stonehenge."[1] The monument is almost 20 feet (6.1 m) tall if the buried support stones are included, exactly 18 feet (5.5 m) otherwise[2], and made from six granite slabs weighing more than 240,000 pounds (110,000 kg) in all.[3] One slab stands in the center, with four arranged around it. A capstone lies on top of the five slabs, which are astronomically aligned. An additional stone tablet, which is set in the ground a short distance to the west o

I've said it often and I still mean it. Electricians tools in an uncontrolled space are useless. It would take a good deal of shielding to impress me with an EMF meter or even a thermometer. I say that since humans are the ones witnessing ghostly encounters, we are the best barometers. I am finding myself less and less utilizing this tool belt I'm wearing the picture above and going for some very basic items like a flashlight and a compass. Not much else really interests me in the K-II, EMF meter, thermometer, audio recorder--receivers are notoriously corrupted. Even cameras, as desperately as we want to capture something, aren't going to be worth much. Don't even get me started on ghost boxes, Frank's boxes or any other device that runs through frequencies to capture random words. The truth is, we don't know what the paranormal is comprised of and we have no idea how to go about weighing and measuring it. Electrician's tools are not the answer, unless you

( "Is There a Ghost?" Band of Horses ) Travel Channel's "Ghost Adventures" is at Bonnie Springs Ranch. A search for ghosts at Nevada's Bonnie Springs Ranch, which was built in 1843 and now serves as a tourist attraction. I saw parts of the episode early to see if it was awesome and it was most awesome. Great locale. Very moody. Very creepy. Sadly, this is the last episode until this fall. Are you choked up? So am I! The drinking game? 1. Stay Home. 2. A sip for every "bro," "dude," "man," every time Zak gets touched by a ghost and every time Aaron's mouth drops open in horror. The drink tonight is ginger ale and vanilla bourbon. Don't forget tonight from 7 pm EST all through the evening is "Lonely on a Friday Night" so join us. People come and go all evening, make comments, ask questions, chit chat, talk about the show, and just shoot the breeze. I'm here the whole evening as your hostess, so come and go

Sure, I grew up in a notoriously haunted house. I witnessed a lot of phenomena, much of it I assumed as a kid growing up was perfectly normal. Some of it, like poltergeist activity, made me wonder how in the hell such a thing could occur. One time, when I was 10 years old, I stole my father's tape recorder he practiced his speeches on and sat on the stairs all night waiting for those booted footsteps and I captured them on tape only to have the sounds shot down by others saying I simply wore my father's boots and recorded it. I realized at a young age, you cannot disprove a haunting, but you also can't prove it! Jump ahead a few decades, living in a modern and not-haunted home, I had left the ghosts behind me, right? It all changed when my ex was asked to a work friend's girlfriend's party. He wanted to go so he could play drums during the open mic all evening. I went along, but wasn't thrilled. I hated attending parties of people I didn't know, but luckily

It's quiz time, my pretties! You know how I love to make you think about your mental processes. Let's see how mental we are: Count your a's, b's, c'd and d's and see which one you get the most of. Scroll down and find out which horror movie you would like to see that hasn't been made. 1. I sometimes have emotional troubles when it comes to... a. I can get angry outbursts. b. I am a bit OCD/obsessive-compulsive about things. c. I am timid/easily dominated. d. I depend too much on others saving my ass. 2. My idea of a perfect Saturday is to.. a. Avoid human beings--dealt with them all week. b. Finish off chores and things I need to get done. c. Get away to a quiet place. d. Have friends over and watch something on TV, maybe BBQ. 3. I am really intrigued by... a. Jack the Ripper. b. Ancient Egyptians/pyramid construction. c. Reanimating the dead. d. Listening for signals from outer space. 4. I like a horror movie to have... a. Lots of victims

What is with the common fear of dolls ( both baby and ventriloquist ), clowns and mannequins? My acquisition of both Dale the ventriloquist doll and Skittles the clown doll were to try to unsettle myself and perhaps manage to get over my distaste for these toys. As well, I plan to add a mannequin to my list of acquisitions. Those 1950s female ones that look like June Cleaver most unsettle me. Human facsimiles are unsettling. We feel the same way about robots that are too human-like. Ventriloquist dolls with their hinged mouths and ability to "talk," are unnatural. Clowns are people in costumes and makeup that look human-like but their expressions are exaggerated in a disturbing manner. Mannequins look nearly identical but stand stiff and stuck in one position. There is a lack of soul to these effigies that gives them a sinister feel. Have you ever seen a dog react to a stuffed dog? Yeah, humans do the same with these dolls. They approach with apprehension, study it, shake the