Oh okUnfortunately Alex, I never saw her. I only heard of her through my friend's, Aunt's tale.
Oh okUnfortunately Alex, I never saw her. I only heard of her through my friend's, Aunt's tale.
Especially WolfmanNothing so Far, I am hoping I get some, plaus we have interviews scheduled with Dracula, and The wolfman so far, LOL. Be intersting to hear about their shaving rituals
Scary shave! Use my entry into my Shave Journal from today.
That plus many other thingsOooooooh, that's what age did Eh
Yup
Yup
By the way, nice tie
Apparently, I was at the same Frank Zappa concert as ouch on October 31st 1981 at The Palladium in NYC.
Or was it 1978?
Or was it Syracuse?
Jeff... you looked like a NJ mafia hit manI hated that suit..........Tie and all.
This is what happens when your friends gets married and he lets his mom pick out the Tux
Easier
When I was a child we would often travel to my Grandmothers house in Lexington, Ky. My Grandfather built the house from plans and materials he bought from Sears, Roebuck and Co and subsequently remodeled and expanded the house as the family expanded. The house was built near the site of Fort Bryan Station in the northwest part of Lexington. This was the site of several Indian attacks during the latter 1700's. As the adults caught up and talked into the night, we were sent to bed in the former attic at the head of some very creaky and creepy stairs. In the bedroom we always ended up in, the closets we were forbidden to look or play in would open and close of their own accord which would usually frighten the very life out of us. The nature of the doors movement convinced us that the house was haunted and we were frightened to look in those closets because of their night-time behavior.
Years later as adults, my brother and I were talking to Dad about how frightened we were and what we saw. He replied that he also believed the house to be haunted and recounted his story of an encounter. One summer my Father moved from the bedroom upstairs to the back porch area as he and my uncle used to share a bed and they were getting too big to do that. He felt very creeped out and woke to see a man standing by his bed clothed in pioneer garb and looking at him. Where he said the apparition never interacted with him, he did see it several times over that summer. Later that year, (1940) he left home to join the Army rather than stay out there on the porch. I'm sure that wasn't the real reason he joined up, but that was his story. He was 19 at the time.