Post Stats

 I put a post on fb and I was seeing who liked it. Out of 54 people who commented, there are eight women I've been with, and another half dozen whom either I wanted to go out with or vice versa but we never could get together on it. I don't know whether to pat myself on the back or call myself a Whoredog. 

 If I can say anything in my defense it's that every single one of them is a very special person...every one, including my first love, whom I still adore and whom I hadn't heard from in a couple years. I'm still friends with them and that's a good thing.

 It seems like for the number of people who commented, a fairly high percentage were women I've been with, but maybe it's about average. I enjoyed knowing every one of them. Thanks y'all!

The Black-Eyed People (retold)

The other night my bro in law and I were talking about paranormal-type things, and he brought up the story of the strange encounter I had way back when I was still a teenager. He asked me to tell it again, and I've told it here before, but as always who cares?

 Every Wednesday we'd get together at my church for dinner and fun afterwards, usually volleyball. That particular evening I took my friend Debra to the airport for a flight to New York, so I left after dinner. Her flight was delayed so I stayed with her until it left, and by the time I got back everyone was gone. 

 I got into my VW Squareback to go home but when I pressed the clutch it went all the way to the floor with no resistance. I thought the clutch cable had broken but I checked it and it seemed to be tight, but for some reason it wouldn't engage. I started it again but it was completely loose. 

 I went to a payphone and called a few friends but they were all out so I called dad. I knew he was in a meeting and wouldn't be able to come get me for over an hour, so I left a message with mom. This was decades before cellphones. 

 I had some time to kill so I sat on the wall out back for a while and then decided to take a walk. It was in a fairly safe part of town, although you wouldn't want to walk more than a few blocks in any direction at night. 

 The church, South Highland Presbyterian, sits on Highland Avenue and 21st street. It's a beautiful church and the immediate area is nice. I walked down the alley on the right side of the church and took a right onto Highland. 

 There used to be a police station about three blocks away and you could clearly see all the way to it. I remember looking at it and I didn't see anyone else, but the next time I looked up I saw a man and a woman approaching me from half a block away. It was like they appeared out of thin air. I figured maybe they'd gotten out of a car and somehow I hadn't noticed, but it was freaky. 

 They walked up to me and said hello. They were immaculately dressed in all black...shirts, pants, jackets and boots. The woman had straight blond hair and she was stunning. The guy had dark hair and he was good looking too. They looked to be in their late 20s. 

 They looked completely out of place for a Wednesday night at 10:00 in this town. There were no gala events going on that night and there were no exclusive clubs in the area. It was like they'd teleported from New York or something. There was a different vibe to them...like they were foreign in more ways than one. 

 They were very polite at first. They asked me if there was a gas station nearby and I said yes. At the time there was one less than a mile away. I told them to take a left at the end of the block, stay on that road and they'd run right into it. It was an uphill walk most of the way but they'd be there in twenty minutes or so. 

 "What if we get lost?" they asked. "You can't get lost" I said. "Take a left right here and just stay on that road. It's open 24 hours and it's lit up like the Fourth of July and you'll see it on your right." "But what if we can't find it?" they asked. "You can't miss it" I said. 

 They kept going on about it until I realized that they were either messing with me or they were the dumbest people I'd met in a while, which I didn't think was the case. "Take a left...keep walking...good luck and have a nice evening" I said, and turned to walk away. 

 "Wait a minute" they said. I turned back around. The whole time they'd been staring at me but out of nowhere they stared directly into my eyes and started talking to me in this weird language that I couldn't begin to understand. It didn't sound like any language I'd heard before, and there were odd sounds like frequencies. 

 They were both speaking at the same time and staring into my eyes without blinking. Whatever language it was they were speaking it earnestly, as if they were trying to tell me something important, even though they must've known I couldn't understood a word, if they even were words. It was so freaky but it was so utterly fascinating at the same time that I stood there listening, trying to make a.tiny bit of sense out of what was happening. I hadn't felt threatened by them at all up until that point, and still wasn't, although it was creepy to say the least.

 Then things changed. Their eyes turned black, and I don't mean just the pupils...even the whites of their eyes went solid black. I get that that sounds crazy, and most people would just dismiss it or try to explain it away, but it happened. In my way of thinking that was straight up demonic, and it was time to split. I didn't say anything but turned and walked away. They were still speaking to me but I didn't look back. 

 For what it's worth, any time you see a movie or TV show where someone's eyes turn black, it always represents demonic possession. I was totally spooked although I wasn't terrified, if that makes sense, but I wasn't about to screw around with what I thought were demonically possessed humans, or just plain demons. I walked up the alley to my car. I thought the strangeness was over but I was wrong. What happened next was possibly the weirdest 45 minutes of my life.

 I sat on a wall by my car, and waited for my dad. It was quiet, but then I heard the clip-clop of their boots walking up the alley. I thought maybe they were just going a different way, but they got right to the corner of the building and stopped. After a few seconds they started walking back down the alley. I figured they'd take the proper left and go about their business but that didn't happen. 

 About a minute later I heard them coming up the sidewalk on 21st street on the other side of the church. I decided that either they were dumb as posts and really really lost, possessed or not, or they were messing with me, and I was pretty sure it was the latter. Just like in the alley they got just to the corner of the building and stopped. There were some tall bushes going around the corner. They could've peered through the bushes at me but I couldn't have seen them. 

 After a few seconds they turned and went back down the sidewalk, and a minute later they came walking back up the alley. Again they stopped right at the corner of the building. If they'd have taken one more step I'd have seen them. They repeated the cycle several more times. I wasn't as frightened as some people might have been but I can't say I wasn't creeped to the fullest extent.

 Actually I'd have been more afraid if I didn't think they were demons, as strange as that may sound. I knew that if they were demons I could invoke the name of Jesus if they were to come at me or whatever, but that might not work on regular humans. You can't put anything past people who'd go to that much trouble just to freak someone out, but somehow I never felt like I was in danger. It was nuts though, but fascinating at the same time.

 As they were walking up the alley again I heard a car engine and saw lights coming up the alley. I knew it was my dad. As soon as he got out of the car I mentioned the people in black. "What people?" he asked. " Oh, shit" I thought. They were walking up the alley and he'd have driven right by them. I knew there was a staircase going down below street level to the nursery. I figured they must've ducked down in there when dad drove up. I ran around the corner and looked down into the stairwell but they were gone. I tried the door and it was locked.

 They couldn't have run away. I was certain they'd gone down the stairwell because that's the only thing that made sense, but apparently they vanished into thin air. Maybe they were Aliens or ghosts, but I think they were demons, and this is one of those times where the most bizarre explanation makes the most sense. Again, many people don't believe in demons, but that doesn't mean they don't exist. Our beliefs prove nothing. 

 I was completely sober, and I didn't hallucinate the whole thing. At the time there was a restaurant next door to the church and there were several window tables maybe 30' away. People were staring at them because they didn't look like they were from around here. I can't quite describe how unusual they were...they were impeccably dressed and extremely good looking. They almost had a glow about them. They gave off a vibe that I've never felt before or since.

 I didn't say anything else to dad that night about the odd couple, but when we discussed it later he agreed that they were demons. As a final item of weirdness, when dad asked me to show him what was wrong with the car, I started it and it went perfectly into gear like nothing was ever wrong, and I'd tried for half an hour to fix it. There were never any issues with the clutch before or after that night. It's one thing for the clutch to go out but it's quite another to have it seemingly repair itself. 

 Who or what were the people in black? How could they apparently vanish into thin air? Where did they go? I wish I knew. Were they actual demons? I think so but I can' say for sure. I get that it sounds crazy, and you certainty don't have to believe it. I know what I saw, and like most of my stories, no matter how crazy they sound there have usually been witnesses, in this case the people in the restaurant, although they couldn't hear what was going on. 

 That was the second wildest thing that ever happened to me. It was crazy as hell but also incredibly interesting, although one experience like that is enough. Amazing things have happened to me...I don't know why but for the most part I've embraced them. Why fight it? Stay safe, and if you ever see anyone's eyes turn black, go the other way. 

 

 

 

Will Somebody Please Flush Her?

 At first I thought this was a sick joke, but astronaut Katy Perry is performing with a giant toilet on stage, and singing to a giant turd. I'm no prude, but is this how low we've sunk as a society? Anyone who thinks this is funny or cute should have their head examined, or go back to first grade. Hell, even first-graders have more dignity than Astronaut Perry. She should be ashamed. Could someone please flush her? 

Guardians of Reality

 I just caught my regular Thursday night broadcast of my main info guy. As usual I could do this entire blog just on what he says. Tonight he brought up something I've been saying forever, and he gave it a cool name. He says that most people have become the "guardians of reality." That wouldn't be a bad band name.

 He said that if someone says something...let's say conspiratorial, society at large will automatically ridicule that person and tell them they're wrong, without knowing anything at all about the topic. I've been talking about it in this blog for years.

 Ever since an episode I've mentioned that took place in high school, where a state-wide talent show was completely rigged, which shouldn't have been the case, I've been looking into what really goes on behind the scenes in this world. 

 I've always said that if a carnie will rig a $1 game at a fair to make a buck, how can we be so naive to think that it doesn't happen with the people who call the shots, when millions or billions of dollars are at stake? They want us to think that they have our best interests at heart, but are we really that stupid? 

 It's due to programming, through movies, TV and recently social media, and yes, even music. Is nothing sacred? If you don't think we've been programmed, you might want to do a little research. You'll learn things such as the fact that studies have shown that if someone hears something repeated just three times they'll begin to believe it, true or not. Interesting, huh? Just remember that the simplest form of mind control is simple repetition. Look it up. 

 I've said before how it blows my mind when I say something controversial and people tell me I'm full of shit, when I've studied the topic for decades and they haven't looked into it for one second. They'll call me crazy but I think that's crazy. They aren't thinking. It's programming. 

 Our brains can't think both emotionally and logically at the same time, and if they can get our brains to think emotionally, using "trigger" words and things like that, logical thinking can't even enter our brains. They know this and they exploit it every day. The problem is that people's pride won't let them admit that they've been fooled, or programmed. They know this too. 

 Nothing will ever change unless people wake up and start to question things, which is a perfectly healthy thing to do, instead of automatically believing the "Official Narrative." As many times we've found out that it was total bullshit, most people still believe it. It's not always a lie but at least half the time it is, and even 1% of the time is too much. 

 I'm probably wasting my time but everything I'm saying is true. As time goes on and things get weirder, we "Conspiracy Theorists" are going look a lot less conspiratorial. I'll say again, if you want to know what's really going on in the world, ask a "Conspiracy Theorist." No joke. Stay safe. 

 

 

Funny Things I Didn't Know but Need to Remember

 I knew that the late, great Don Knots played in the Broadway play No Time for Sergeants, which was later made into a movie, where he first hooked up with the also late, great Andy Griffith, but what I didn't know was the name of his character- Manuel Dexterity. 

 That's just excellent. If I ever do another recording project or start playing live regularly, that's going to be my stage name. Too much. 

Signs in the Heavens: STEVES?

 Last night there was an unexpected geomagnetic storm on the Sun, which apparently caused these intense streaks of light to be seen in the sky. New and strange things are happening every day now, and lately we've been getting storms that aren't predicted. 

 Usually these storms are preceded by a CME and can be predicted, but lately a few of them have had no accompanying CME, and have taken scientists by surprise. One of my favorite sayings these days is "Scientists are scrambling." Indeed. As I've been saying, the Sun is going berserk right now. 

 These streaks of light are wild. They were seen last night in several places in the US and Canada. The official explanation is that they're a phenomenon called a "STEVE," or Strong Thermal Emmision Velocity Enhancement, that occur during solar storms. Some people don't think that's what these are, but whatever they are they're rare. 

 One guy said that these streaks are from the launches of a new type of Chinese rocket. To me that seems very doubtful, unless they've been launching rockets all over the world. It seems very unlikely that they could freely launch rockets over the US willy nilly. 

 This was picked up last night on the LASCO C-3 satellite. It almost looks like the tail of a gigantic comet, only there's no comet. I've been looking at these satellite images since 2016 and I've seen Sun-diving comets, weird shadows, strange eclipses and things like that but I've never seen anything like this.

 It's not a glitch or camera anomaly...they're adamant about the fact that these instruments are calibrated constantly. Whatever this is it's massive. The white circle represents the Sun. Over 100 Earths can fit across the Sun. This thing is at least as big as a dozen or so Earths. 

 This is why it's so interesting to look at these satellite images. Occasionally we see things that can't be explained by normal means. I'd sure love to know what caused this. Stay tuned, and eyes to the sky.

What's Flashing the Lights?

 This is crazy. This is a screenshot from a video that was taken three or four days ago in Memphis. You can't tell from a still obviously but the lights were flashing on and off in this and two adjacent buildings. It was really strange but at first I thought it might be Elvis' ghost, and it was an isolated incident, but over the last few days it's been happening all over the globe.

 If you haven't heard about this yet you will pretty soon. So far there are well over 1,000 reports and there are videos all over YouTube and I'm sure there will be many more. It's rather creepy but it's definite interesting. 

 What could be causing this? So far no one knows, but something is interfering with the flow of electricity, and it's affecting the entire planet. Nothing like this has ever happened before. I'm curious to see what the "Official Explanation" is going to be. 

 Is it Aliens? The magnetosphere? Poltergeists? Is it Planet X? Is it Elvis? Whatever it is it must be massive to affect the whole planet. Buckle-up...I believe things are about to get even crazier. This is whack. Heads-up. 

How Much Do I Love My Dog?

 I love my dog so much that I wish somehow we could both expire at the same time so neither one of us would have to be without the other for even one minute. How important is my dog to me? He's the only reason I'm still here. 

Haunted Theater/Pennies from Heaven

 A friend recently told me an interesting story about an old theater that's allegedly haunted. I think it's in Mobile, Alabama, and if he told me the name I've forgotten it. I'll ask him again and I'll look into it. If there's any more info I'll do another post.

 What's interesting is that supposedly if they have a bad play, at least in the opinion of the alleged spirit that haunts it, they'll find a penny somewhere, and they're always wheat pennies and sometimes even Indian Head pennies. That's a cool story anyway, and supposedly even skeptics think it's legitimately haunted. 

 It reminded me of another old theater in Montgomery, Alabama where there was talk of it being haunted, although that was largely due to the antics of the Bud Greene band. I've told this story before but it's classic, and as always who cares?

 Sometimes with Bud Greene the breaks could be as much fun as the sets were, and this was such a place. They'd converted the old lobby into the bar. In the theater section they'd removed maybe 2/3 of the seats and put in a dance floor and tables. The bands of course played on the stage. 

 During breaks they'd play music in the bar area and most people would go into there. It'd be quiet in the theater part, so a few couples would go in there when they wanted to have a quiet romantic chat on the break. 

 About 15' up there was a catwalk that ran above the stage and around the room. Stage lights were hung from it, shining on the stage and toward the room. The drum kit was well-lit. You could take the stairs and go through a door and come out over the stage. O' and I would go up there with a joint and a pocketful of pennies. 

 We'd slip out onto the catwalk and sit above the drums. It was great because we'd be sitting behind the lights in total shadow, so no one could see us even if they were looking right at us. We'd take turns dropping pennies down onto the drums. We'd have a contest to see how many drums and cymbals we could hit with one penny. 

 Of course the first hit would startle the shit out of everyone in the room. They'd all look toward the drum kit and see that no one was there. They'd get sort of bug-eyed and tilt their heads. Yeah we were 30yo juvenile assholes but we thought it was hilarious. Even though nobody could see us, the trick was not to laugh and give ourselves away. 

 People would start murmuring about the place being haunted, and that was the best part. We'd wait a few minutes until people would go back to their romantic conversations and then we'd drop another one. It'd freak people out, especially when we'd hit several drums and cymbals with one drop. 

 We thought it was great to see everybody staring in confusion at an empty stage. A penny dropped from that height made a surprisingly loud sound. It sounded like someone was hitting the drums rather than a penny falling on them. We called our obnoxious little game "Pennies from Heaven." 

 I'm guessing a few people figured it out but we never heard anyone mention it. Mostly people would be talking about the place being haunted. The difference between the two "haunted" theaters was that in our case, the "ghosts" were O' and me, and we didn't drop any wheat pennies or Indian Heads. I guess haunted is haunted. Good times.

Quote of the Day

 "I embrace them because somehow they end up onstage or in my work." - Lady Gaga, on the demons she says possess her

Shame on You Colorado

 Colorado just voted against imposing harsher penalties for child predators. How in Hell is protecting our children not the most important thing in the world? How could this happen? 

 I scanned the article to try to find out why, and it was just more of the usual gobbledegook bullshit. I'll tell you why it happened...it's because they're all in on it. They're all Pedos. 

 Those evil fucks. They know what will happen to them in the end. The Bible says that it would be better to have a millstone hung around one's neck and dropped into the ocean than to harm a child. They know this. Good luck in the afterlife you sick fucks.