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I think our land is haunted.
Sep. 12th, 2002 01:28 pmNo, really.
And stop rolling your eyes at me. I made a living out of the parapsych thing for a long time, and I of all people know that 99.9% of the cases are bullshit. And I'm not biased simply because I tolerate living with four of Mr. Kitty's deceased relatives (geez, did they HAVE to move with us???), or because we live right next door to a cemetary that's been in business for a Very Long Time. I'm just kinda leaning toward "maybe there's something going on here" in this situation.
We live on a mountaintop, and the last bit of the road to get to TPE is very curvy. Speed limit for the entire road is 40 (I've comfortably driven 65 on most of it), but if you don't slow down to about 25-30 on those corners you're asking for trouble. Plus it's Animal Heaven up here.. I've had to stop for rabbits, turtles, wild turkeys, a group of roosters, and other critters. Mr. Kitty's already nailed a baby deer. So there are a good number of excuses to seriously hurt yourself here.
At BamaDope, when we were out looking for baby deer (looooooong story), a car pulled over and the driver asked us if we were looking for the car that ran off the road. No, say I, we're looking for baby deer. He goes on to say how he just saw a car run off the road right around here, and he and this other guy in another car were looking for it. I promise to keep an eye out for it.
There were no tire tracks, no bent-down grass, no other indications of a car running off the road. The two guys were out there longer than we were.. I'd say around half an hour.. looking for this car.
The other night Mr. Kitty comes dashing into the house. He's just heard a car hit a tree up on the road. We grab my cell phone, get in the car, and go look for the accident. Total elapsed time between hearing the accident and getting to possible accident site: 2-3 minutes. We drive up and down, but don't see a car.
Again, there were no tire tracks, no bent-down grass, no other indications of a car running off the road. Especially into a tree.
Mr. Kitty's been in several car crashes, and I'm pretty sure he knows what one sounds like. He was *very* insistent that he heard a car approach, then the sound of a car hitting a tree, then nothing. I hadn't told him about the other guy until after we got back to the house, 'cause the coincidence was too obvious. Even if Mr. Kitty was mistaken or playing a joke, the other guy *saw* a car run off the road, and he didn't strike me as the kind of guy asking random strangers if they'd seen a car accident.
Methinks this requires a bit of research. I wish I knew where my equipment was. ::grumble::
And stop rolling your eyes at me. I made a living out of the parapsych thing for a long time, and I of all people know that 99.9% of the cases are bullshit. And I'm not biased simply because I tolerate living with four of Mr. Kitty's deceased relatives (geez, did they HAVE to move with us???), or because we live right next door to a cemetary that's been in business for a Very Long Time. I'm just kinda leaning toward "maybe there's something going on here" in this situation.
We live on a mountaintop, and the last bit of the road to get to TPE is very curvy. Speed limit for the entire road is 40 (I've comfortably driven 65 on most of it), but if you don't slow down to about 25-30 on those corners you're asking for trouble. Plus it's Animal Heaven up here.. I've had to stop for rabbits, turtles, wild turkeys, a group of roosters, and other critters. Mr. Kitty's already nailed a baby deer. So there are a good number of excuses to seriously hurt yourself here.
At BamaDope, when we were out looking for baby deer (looooooong story), a car pulled over and the driver asked us if we were looking for the car that ran off the road. No, say I, we're looking for baby deer. He goes on to say how he just saw a car run off the road right around here, and he and this other guy in another car were looking for it. I promise to keep an eye out for it.
There were no tire tracks, no bent-down grass, no other indications of a car running off the road. The two guys were out there longer than we were.. I'd say around half an hour.. looking for this car.
The other night Mr. Kitty comes dashing into the house. He's just heard a car hit a tree up on the road. We grab my cell phone, get in the car, and go look for the accident. Total elapsed time between hearing the accident and getting to possible accident site: 2-3 minutes. We drive up and down, but don't see a car.
Again, there were no tire tracks, no bent-down grass, no other indications of a car running off the road. Especially into a tree.
Mr. Kitty's been in several car crashes, and I'm pretty sure he knows what one sounds like. He was *very* insistent that he heard a car approach, then the sound of a car hitting a tree, then nothing. I hadn't told him about the other guy until after we got back to the house, 'cause the coincidence was too obvious. Even if Mr. Kitty was mistaken or playing a joke, the other guy *saw* a car run off the road, and he didn't strike me as the kind of guy asking random strangers if they'd seen a car accident.
Methinks this requires a bit of research. I wish I knew where my equipment was. ::grumble::
