Two things happened recently that have caused me to revisit “Prophet” Reverend Peter Popoff of The People United for Christ, Incorporated. First, I’ve received a number of comments and emails […]
When I was a wee lad of about ten years old, Sunday nights meant one thing… duct tape. I was sent to bed too early, of course. We all were
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances,” so wrote Shakespeare. So true. Some people seem to be
A few weeks ago I was on The Maury Show during a segment called “Ghosts Caught on Tape.” One of the segments shown was the ghost of Puckett’s Garage in
In January of this year psychic Sylvia Browne was busted in another blunder. Now I have no idea whether Sylvia Browne has a psychic gift, used to have one, or
I’m a regular guy — I like my beer cold and my pizza hot. And if left to my own devices, my wardrobe would consist only of ripped jeans and
“It’s just a game…” That’s what I keep telling myself. Last night the Patriots lost to the Indianapolis Colts in a nail-biter of an AFC Championship football game. The first
My first book came out in August of 2004. I remember the giddy excitement of holding the finished product for the first time and the pride I felt when I
I’m under a lot of stress right now. My wife and I have a child on the way, we’re trying to get our house ready for it, I have a
I rolled into Gettysburg, Pennsylvania yesterday for a meeting regarding the Ghost World Conference we’re having here in July. Gettysburg is a town where history (and its ghosts) are most certainly alive.
