Entry #6146 Assortment

I’m daydreaming of giving my sweetie a long, loving hair-scrub, temple massage and Burt’s bees bath. I’m in nurture mode.

Today went a bit better than yesterday, even though RI inadvertently tore a letter from my brother in half and chucked it out, thinking it was trash. I had to instruct her kindly, but firmly that she is to *never* touch my things again without asking me first. I feel it was an honest mistake, albeit one that could’ve been avoided if she wasn’t being a busybody in my office.

Back’s doing well… I’m going to get info on the surgery a week from tomorrow.

Haven’t heard from my brother in a few days… I’m getting a bit antsy. Hopefully tomorrow will bring a letter.

one year ago Frankenstein, Manchurian Candidate, MD sniper, walk at about 3mph

two years ago distance poll, evil news, cecity

three years ago First anonymous troll, Saw Psycho Beach party with the bro, Pinky Tuscadero violates probation.

From the palm this morning –

I have the songs “old gray goose” and “hole in the bucket” rattling through my noggin this morning. I woke up early, but was slow to get out of bed. I was sleeping on my side , and newt was the length of my back, snuggled up.. no escape!

7:57 am Power out in half of the building when I arrived. I only hope it’ll be back up quickly. First clue was the BK next door in a blackout… No morning fizzy drinks or coffee to jump start. The elevator is kaput, too… At least I wasn’t in there with RI ! The maintenance man says it has been out since he got here at seven. I’m not sure of what use I can be until there’s juice, but I’ll get to scramble immediately afterwards.

/palm


Pareidolic Imagery Collection – Ghost photographs and the like.


Create your own tabloid.


Bruce Timmm Gallery: A jim dandy comic book artist.(the guy that produced the superman and batman animated series) A fine leap from when he was doing He-Man and GI Joe.
– via the gray pumpkin


Italian movie posters and Egyptian movie posters. Take your pick, both have an abundance of weird, painterly illustrations.


Monkey that knows karate. Who can resist?


India’s tech industry is booming. More jobs going going gone

Companies are slashing payrolls in the United States and Europe to cut costs, moving software work offshore and creating thousands of jobs for India’s low-cost engineers.
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Entry #6145 Nice weather, pesky people, squids, space, sea and starburst fruit chews.

Beautiful Morning today… cool, not humid at all, and just about the perfect temperature.

Rhode Island was in a mood… I suspect that she has either too much or not enough on her plate. She’s got micromanagement all over Newbie. Kahuna is out of town for at least the next two days, so we’ll see how that goes.


Mambo Puppets.


An organized online aquarium, in 2D and 3D.


“The discovery that they seem to be turning on each other at such a pivotal point in the species’ existence could be unsettling to squid lovers all over the world.”

The violent perils of biomass domination are let loose, exaggerates some journalist, as giant squid cannibalism shadows an inky doom for squidkind. On an octopod message board, however, the quoted scientist despairs.


What’s Really Visible from Space

There is a longstanding myth that the Great Wall of China is the only manmade object visible from space. It and several variations on the theme are great fodder for water cooler arguments. In reality, many human constructs can be seen from Earth orbit.
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Entry #6144 amazing land art, misc linkies and thoughts.

Earth as ArtFor over 20 years the artist Stan Herd has worked the earth using indigenous materials to produce evocative and mystical works. From 160 acre plowed portraits to one quarter acre intimate stone designs, his work has become a platform for discussion of mankind’s contemporary relationship to the land.

Amazing. I’m astounded by the scape of this.. pardon the pun. Just, Wow.


To those that say a vegetarian can’t enjoy Oktoberfest food without eating sausage…. Pretzels and Kraut and Beer!


Carl posted a nice follow-up to the entry I posted about MOND a few weeks back. He’s also got a nifty interactive Crystal drawing program on his homepage.


Note to all Vampires. Don’t run out of turns near the train station. I got slurp-blasted and robbed big time. I had half a mind to turn the entire block, out of spite.


Weblogging Stats. I was surprised at how many were abandoned outright.


Going to get wet the end of this week! I look forward to the coming thunderstorms. I’m really digging putting hover-titles on my linkies now.


Candygram. Aww... I think he's kinda cute. Classic D&D Monster: The Bulette or more commonly called, Land Shark (No Relation to Chevy Chase.) My first introduction to large, tunneling monsters, later mimicked by Tremors. (Though Star Trek’s Horta predates D&D, and Herbert’s Sand Worms are ahead of that.) I’ve always pronounced it “BULL-et” but apparently it’s pronounced “BOO-lay”. Sort of a sissy moniker for such a supposedly nasty critter.

Bulettes have this neat defensive adaptation where, when they are enraged, their dorsal fin sticks straight up and exposes their only vulnerable spot. Of course, this is only a slight weakness. It’s vulnerable in the sense that it’s softer than the rest… It’s not a soft, pulpy squish insta-kill Smaug-zone or anything.

Also, getting close enough to stab this upper back weak spot with your sword is pretty difficult, because apparently a bulette can Leap into the air and hit with all four legs at once.. *That’s* something I’d like to see. I sort of envision a Gamera spinning-turtle attack…though a leap into the air with all four legs impacting on something as a uniform punch is possible, too, I guess. This is the sort of creature I’d like to see exist in the lost jungles somewhere, and be discovered in my lifetime.

entry #6143 Wet memories, German festivals kept quiet, site down, Admin tools.

Hmm. My web server is down. I wonder what’s happening there. I’ll give it an hour and they start to rattle some chains. [update: it’s up again! yay! but I can’t ftp for some reason! Boo! the scribble of my dreamself holding a squirming, plucked tentacle eye will have to wait.]

{Update to the update…FTP is back!} Snail-eyed guy dreams

I’m on call this week… and need to find another person or two we can hire to help take up the slack when the Kahuna’s out of town.

Doc agreed with the specialist… I called to start the wheels in motion for a time for my surgery. I’ve also been discussing the idea seriously about buying a condo. I figure that even if I don’t keep it, I’m all for putting my rent toward equity rather than just in some other person’s pocket. The consultant I talked to said that I can comfortably work out a regional one at about $125k on my income and credit. If I decide to turn it around and sell it later, I should make a tidy profit, too.


Random mental wandering.

I’ve almost always dwelled near a large body of water, usually the shore of Atlantic Ocean. Between growing up near Cape Cod (note to self, write about the cranberry bogs sometime) and the summering in Florida Keys, I’d say that the furthest I’ve lived from the ocean was when we were in Alexandria, Virginia. (Even then, we were right on the Potomac, a *DANG COLD* river, even in the summer, if memory isn’t exaggerating over time.) Contrary to popular belief, I’ve never had a residence under a bridge, in order to eat passing goats or unwary travelers unwilling to pay a toll.

I remember folks being really afraid of the beach when Jaws came out. I was only about six years old, but the killer-shark hysteria was amazingly high. All of those shore-bound places where I’ve lived naturally had a significant amount of tourism by the beach, and the year that movie was released, the visitors began acting even more irrational than usual. Lots of folks were too frightened to even walk along the water… somehow, some way, a ravenous, blood-lustful, twenty-foot man-eating fish with triple rows of pearly white and razor sharp teeth was going to leap onto shore, grab them, emit a long, deep, haunting laugh of pure aquatic evil, and finally bite ’em in half, twelve feet away from where the water stops and the sand begins. The real telling element was how you could see people scanning the surface of the water, looking for that one dorsal fin that spelled total carnage for the poor victim splashing, flailing and generally having fun fooling in the “deep end.”

I figured they were *looking* for a monster to get them. Having spent enough time by the water, I was pretty aware of sharks, and knew something about their behaviors and mannerisms. I knew there was the merest likelihood of being attacked by a shark, even smaller by a colossal great white. Even in recent years, when there’s been a notable increase in the number of attacks along the East coast, the amount of them is still tiny. I had no fear of being attacked by a shark when I went into the water. Sure, if I saw them, I’d get out, but it’s not something that gave me pause. I had more immediate things to worry about: man-o-war stings, and mean ol’ crabs that pinched your toes if you stepped on them by accident Most worrisome was the undertow.. my brother’s surfing drove that point home one time when I was about sixteen, and he got pulled out really fast. I’m glad that my dad was a strong swimmer and was able to recover him quickly. I didn’t even realize he’d gone that far until dad was out there calling to him.

That said, I can’t remember the last time I went diving, surfing, or swimming in water more than chest deep. Perhaps that’s overdue. I’d like to float out and around Red Reef Park for a bit. I’d like to see some stuff from the snorkel perspective.


Again, this year, It’s October, and I’ve heard nothing about Oktoberfest (which generally starts in the last half of September). On researching, it looks like I missed it this past weekend. Ah well, there’s always Bavarian Village.


Handy dandy Admin tools recently discovered –

F.I.R.E. is the Forensic & Incident Response Environment Bootable CD. Its a downloadable ISO that allows you to gathers tons of information on dead and alive machines.

Offline NT Password & Reg Editor Bootdisk is a very simple bootable CD that lets you change passwords on a machine you have physical access to. The bootable CD version includes support for some SCSI cards.

Other handy ones –

Free IP Subnet Calculator from solarwinds.net
Free TFTP Server from solarwinds.net
Free GFI LANguard NS Scanner 3 (non-commercial)
Ethereal Protocol Analyzer
Free SSH Client
Free SSH/Terminal Client (Nags)
Free Angry IP Scanner

Entry #6142, snail-men attack, visiting the doc

Entered from the dream notebook –

Unusual dreams last night of being hunted by men with snail-like eyestalks. I was cornered by one of the monsters wearing a dark blue suit and red tie, not unlike a TV personality or politician…. To fend him off I had to club one of the stalks into a wall, and then flat-palmed the eye at the end until it made a resounding squish that echoed though the dank stone hallway we were in. It had the sensation of a burst grape under my hand… no blood, but clear liquid. He collapsed to the ground silently, either unconscious or dead… so I grabbed the other stalk from his face and yelled into it like a microphone, demanding that they stop, or that I’d be forced to tell what I knew to the authorities. (I have no idea what I “knew” or why I thought the eyestalk was some sort of communications device to the other stalked-stalkers.) When I finished my little speech, I tugged the other stalk out of the beast’s socket, sort of like plucking a stray nose hair. I got the sensation that they had ceased pursuit, and could relax a bit, wondering idly if salt would dissolve them like other slugs.


Going to the Doc’s for follow-up today, and to see when I can schedule the surgery. Hopefully it will be soon. More to follow tonight.

back home, misc linkie-doodles, and gross overuse of the hr tag.

Ahh. Lovely. Laundry done, Newt happily doing doughnuts on the fresh, warm, taut sheets on the bed, and I’ve got supper in the oven a-cookin’. I need to go back, and update my daily eats entries when I’m not feeling so lazy.

The ‘mat was a fine place for me to finish writing a nice long letter to my brother… i was surprised to see that my letter containing magneto returned to me, for insufficient postage. it was launched 10/1, so the circuit was a little slow, considering the distance traveled wasn’t too far. If I was *smart* I’d have put his address as the return addy, too. I don’t know if that old trick still works.


Ugh… Rick Sanchez is back. I’ll be boycotting any channel that has him on it. He ran over a guy while driving drunk, and paralyzed the person… not to mention the whole Elian / 9-11 nightmare / wsvn tabloid TV deal. He is, to my mind, the epitome of what’s wrong with “news” today.


Speaking of loopy news and striped cats, hatless mentions More Tigers in the News

Emboldened, perhaps, by the one that landed Roy of “Siegfried and..” fame in the hospital, tigers are on the attack in America’s cities. The New York Times checks in with this dispatch from the Bronx:

What the tiger, along with a four- to five-foot reptile called a caiman, was doing inside a cluttered apartment in the Drew Hamilton Houses at Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Boulevard and 141st Street remained a mystery yesterday.

In a news conference at the scene, Police Commissioner Raymond W. Kelly said the police became involved in the case on Wednesday when the apartment’s resident, Antoine Yates, called to say he had been bitten by a pit bull…

Getting to the tiger, a male, was no simple task. From an apartment on the fourth floor, the police first eased a pole-mounted camera out the window to keep track of him. Meanwhile, on the seventh floor, they prepared a team to rappel down so they would have a clearer view when firing tranquilizer darts to subdue him.

And so continues America’s drift into the Third World.


Police Subdue a Tiger in Harlem Apartment
By ALAN FEUER and JASON GEORGE

Published: October 5, 2003

To the sounds of enormous jungle roars, a police sniper rappelled down the side of a Harlem apartment building yesterday and fired tranquilizer darts through an open fifth-floor window to subdue — seat belts, please — a 350-pound Bengal tiger.

The daring, and creative, bit of sharpshooting helped end an episode in which the New York Police Department, unaccustomed to bagging big game, nonetheless managed to sedate the beast. Officials planned to send the tiger, temporarily being held at the Center for Animal Care and Control on 110th Street, to a conservancy in Ohio.

What the tiger, along with a four- to five-foot reptile called a caiman, was doing inside a cluttered apartment in the Drew Hamilton Houses at Adam Clayton Powell Jr. Boulevard and 141st Street remained a mystery yesterday.

In a news conference at the scene, Police Commissioner Raymond W. Kelly said the police became involved in the case on Wednesday when the apartment’s resident, Antoine Yates, called to say he had been bitten by a pit bull. When the police went to investigate, Mr. Kelly said, Mr. Yates met them in the lobby. He went to Harlem Hospital with bites on an arm and a leg.

On Thursday, the police got an anonymous tip saying a wild animal was somewhere in the city. On Friday, another call directed them to the exact address. On Friday night, the police found no one home, but talked to a neighbor who complained of large amounts of urine and a strong smell coming through the ceiling, Mr. Kelly said. The neighbor said her daughter had seen the tiger.

Yesterday, the tiger’s existence was confirmed. After a hole was cut in the apartment door.

Mr. Yates checked out of Harlem Hospital early yesterday, prompting an inquiry into his whereabouts. But investigators said last night he had been located in Philadelphia, where he was being treated at the University of Pennsylvania Medical Center. How Mr. Yates got to Philadelphia and the nature of his injuries were unclear. The police said he faced charges of reckless endangerment.

The caiman also was taken to the Center for Animal Care and Control shelter, the police said.

“This is an only-in-New-York story,” Mr. Kelly said.

Getting to the tiger, a male, was no simple task. From an apartment on the fourth floor, the police first eased a pole-mounted camera out the window to keep track of him. Meanwhile, on the seventh floor, they prepared a team to rappel down so they would have a clearer view when firing tranquilizer darts to subdue him.

The police also called in animal experts, including Dr. Robert A. Cook, head veterinarian at the Bronx Zoo. Dr. Cook, visibly angry over the cramped conditions in which the tiger prowled, said keeping the creature in such a setting was “crazy.”

“If he had escaped it would have been a very bad thing,” he said.

It was shortly before 4:30 p.m. when the police sniper, Officer Martin Duffy, armed with a dart gun and a rifle with live ammunition, began to rappel down toward the window. He fired one dart a few minutes later, which drew a knee-shaking roar from inside the apartment.

After a few more minutes it was determined that the tiger had been hit, the police said, but was not yet fully sedated. So Officer Duffy fired another dart.

As hundreds of onlookers gathered on the street, some began to wonder if this urban big cat would get along so well in the less cosmopolitan reaches of Ohio.

“My concern is that the city cat won’t make it in the country,” said Lynnette Braxton, 49. “He’s going to have no jazz, no hip-hop. He’s going to miss the Harlem Renaissance.”


Help save the Tree Octopus from extinction!


Atlas of the DC universe – Now you can tell where Gotham and Metropolis really are!


Marvel Directory – Welcome to the Marvel Directory, here I am hoping to gather the biggest database that there is on the web. The database will be designed just like the comic book series “The Official Handbook of the Marvel Universe.” I have the support of the Marvel Fan Site program, this allows me to bring you graphics and Marvel material that they provide and support.


Police offer these helpful tips for those who would engage in the crime of identity theft: First, try very hard not to steal the identity of someone who is a convicted sex offender.

Second, if having stolen and then assumed the identity of someone who turns out to be a sex offender, try very hard thereafter to refrain from domestic disputes that might result in your arrest for disorderly conduct. Continue reading back home, misc linkie-doodles, and gross overuse of the hr tag.

factoids / semagic jumps to 1.3.6.0U (after I just got 1.3.3.2 last night) / doing the wash

A new world record has been set by Jim Hager, 47, of Oakland, California. Jim ate 115 M & M Candies, using chopsticks, in 3 minutes. (that’s pretty impressive.. but still seems beatable. I wonder how far the bowl has to be from your mouth?)


Marcelo Torres, 22, was riding the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad when the roller coaster derailed inside a tunnel as it was climbing a steep grade. An “unknown, blunt object” caused “blunt force trauma” to his chest and fractured his ribs, leading to laceration of his lungs. Marcelo bled to death before help could arrive. Ten other passengers were injured.


The animal most often hallucinated by someone experiencing drug withdrawal (including alcohol) is a black or gray dog.


Dendrophilia is sex with trees.


Bees are more likely to sting on windy days.


The newest semagic client allows you to download your journal to disk and search it, comfortably. I just finished dumping all 6100+ entries and (comment grabs are currently disabled) to my hard drive. That’ll teach me to download the prior update the night before. They’re going to use a built-in spell checker rather than word’s soon, too.


Displacer beast! Blackie, plus Newt, plus a squid?)D&D monster of the moment… in perhaps more in honor of Blackie than of Newt’s Birthday, a Displacer beast. Newt’s more of an anti-displacer beast, considering that he’s generally when I look for him, and easily petted. He does attack well with his teeth and front strikers, though for no appreciable damage.

The displacer beast is a savage and stealthy carnivore that resembles a puma with six legs, glowing green eyes, and two muscular tentacles growing from its shoulders.

A displacer beast has luxurious, blue-black fur and a long, feline body and head. It is the size of a Bengal tiger, about 10 feet long and weighing about 500 pounds. The tentacles end in pads equipped with horny ridges.

Displacer beasts favor small game but will eat anything they can catch. They regard all other creatures as prey and tend to attack anything they meet. They have a deep-seated hatred for blink dogs, and the two attack each other ruthlessly when their paths cross.

Displacer beasts rake opponents with their tentacles and bite foes that get close.

Displacement (Su): A light-bending glamour continually surrounds a displacer beast, making it difficult to surmise the creature’s true location. Any melee or ranged attack directed at it has a 50% miss chance unless the attacker can locate the beast by some means other than site. A true seeing affect allows the user to see the beast’s position, but see invisibility has no effect.


Ok. Off to do my laundry. Until later, dear journal.

*Happy 4th Birthday, Newt!*

(Link above goes to a pic of him from the first couple of days I had him at work… about Oct 21, 1999, I think)

The Birthday boy!

Most recent shot of Newt to his B-day

Newt!


AVENGERS #71 – NOW RATED MATURE READERS
This morning, Marvel notified retailers that the next issue of Avengers, #71, originally due to be in stores next Wednesday will be delayed until October 15th, and its normal “PSR” rating changed to “MR” or Mature Readers due to adult content. Continue reading

New client / stalling writing / potty mouf doc / they only look like Cthulhu

Just got newest semagic client (1.3.3.2 )for lj… looks pretty solid, so far.

Outtakes of Tom Baker (probably the most famous Dr. Who) doing a voice spot for an item called Symphony. It’s amazing to me to hear the good doctor cuss like a sailor.

It’s hard to write my brother tonight. I can’t think of anything to say. I don’t want to just rehash the day, as little happened but that seems to be the way I’m going. I’m going to have to think of something to reminisce about.

Collectable Pogs. Those guys didn’t last long at all, did they? I’m happy to say I never bought any, but some showed up in cereal boxes and whatnot. I remember that those “pog tubes” were good for holding dice.

Mind Flayer (illithid) The were the first annoying psionic “teleporting telepathic mind-blasters” I’d ever encountered in gaming, but they’re dear to my heart because of the squiddy-faces and cerebrophagic (is that a word?) tendencies.

Look out! There goes one now!

RahhhhERR! Fear my monochrome coloring and simpsons-like art style!

I’m on call this morning while Kahuna goes to get her hair done… probably until 2 pm or so.

Clickorama

I wonder if Danny’ll take the day off of work…. A few months ago New Line Cinema announced they would hold special screenings of the extended editions of the first two Lord of the Rings installments in the weeks prior to the release of the third and final film in the trilogy, The Return of the King. In addition there was talk of a special ass-numbing marathon screening, in which all three films would be shown consecutively. The last would only be available at a few theaters around the country, though. I’d like to do it, but I prefer to watch movies at the house in my jammies these days. I don’t think I’d be up to twelve hours in a movie theatre with whatever crowd of Tol-cretins I feel it might attract. Con-folk. Loudies and smellies, wrecking the experience.

Speaking of people that suck… “You have drunk 10063 pints of blood. Your rank is Supreme Vampire “ next rank at 17000 pints.

http://www.iwantoneofthose.com/ – “Stuff you don’t need…but you really, really want.”

The Surrealist Compliment Generator.

“Your fingers sublimate into volcanic gases with the slightest cooling touch from the antennae of a passing lyre.”

“Send me your hang nails. With great eagerness I will knit them into divine papal integuments.”

Famous Funerals (not for the squeamish)

Picasso Archive , and Picasso Gallery – Large size images

Leviticus 11:22 “These of them ye may eat; the locust after his kind, and the bald locust after his kind, and the beetle after his kind, and the grasshopper after his kind.”

Cool. You can eat something that was a plague! Yum, locust! (But leave the pelicans alone! 11:18)

current mood:
current music: World Leaders sing ABBA

Bigfoot / spine / work / chimp-child

I need surgery, 1 day in the hospital, 4 weeks PT and it should be all good. Following up at the regular doc, but as it stands, I need 2 ruptured disks, and 1 herniated disk taken care of. it’ll be much like the one I had about a decade ago, only nobody will bring me a Usagi Yojimbo action figure this time, I imagine. Rick (the one that looked like Willie from “v”) brought me one last time, and I really dug that bushido bunny.

Prop2 took her departure better than the gals at work did. I think this is a good thing… but I changed all the email/network/ remote access/ etc passwords today. I was trapped there until about 6:30 tonight… but I guess that makes up for me being late due to the doc’s. I’m officially the Director of Operations now. Prop was very understanding, and I imagine she saw it coming. she offered to help me wherever she could, and though I don’t imagine I’ll run into many bumps, it was very kind of her to offer, given the circumstances. I hope she finds a good gig, and swiftly.


Ben Stein *creamed* the debate on Tough Crowd tonight.. three stand up comics, Colin Quinn and probably one of the brightest political and legal minds in the entertainment industry. I really admire his power over words and ideas, even if I don’t agree with many of his beliefs. (I have Nixon and Kissenger issues.)


Police expert claims Bigfoot ‘proof’ “A forensic expert in the US believes he has some of the strongest evidence yet that the Bigfoot, or Sasquatch, creature exists.” Continue reading Bigfoot / spine / work / chimp-child

Well, prop2 is losing a lot of her sympathy credit in the office. She called at 9am this morning (she was due in at 8) and said that the power was out, and that she was waiting to hear back from FPL as to whether or not it was an inside the house thing or something else. What she *didn’t* say was why her jobless husband was not available to do that while she got to work… She never called back to even say she’s stuck at home for some nonsense reason… FPL seldom takes more than a half hour to get on the stick… I can’t say as I remember any time short of a Hurricane that has caused interrupted service for more than an hour. Tomorrow, I visit the neurologist and hopefully get some good, progressive news to counter the lightening strike that’s going to hit at work. I still feel bad for her, and sincerely hope that she finds another gig soon, preferably better suited to her.

I’m going to be in the print issue of December’s Popular Science Magazine! (Well, the letters page.) Continue reading

A tiny, whispering, Scotto-head Psst… I figured out who Newbie looks like to me… The girl from Sabrina the Teenage Witch, especially in the hair/ eyes / teeth and speech patterns. She was cracking me up today, talking about some of her boy’s antics. They’re such a cute couple… he looks like Chris O’Donnell form “scent of a woman”. Newbie and Rhode Island were very resistant to going on call. I imagine I’ll be on 2 weeks a month until we get more people.

Sent my Brother a nice care package… The letter had a few more zombies and a magneto heroclix top, as well as some sweets and smokes.

Escher for Real! – the work of M.C. Escher needs no introduction. We have all learned to appreciate the impossibilities that this master of illusion’s artwork presents to the layman’s eye. Nevertheless, it may come as a surprise for some, but many of the so-called ‘impossible’ drawings of M. C. Escher can be realized as actual physical objects.

Camel Simulator.

Well, it’s October, so a teensy change to my graphics this month!

Speaking of the season, a good story from a couple of years ago – increasing mobile phone usage is destroying ghosts, possibly through the disruption of electromagnetic fields that would otherwise be causing lightweight hallucinations. But why would it be disrupting them, rather than strengthening them? Why aren’t we getting more ghost sightings and flying saucers and unexplained senses of presence, now that the air we walk through is thick with wireless transmission? Continue reading