Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Haunted Weekend

I was just talking to Carmen who is back from her harrowing weekend of flying and driving for wayyyy too many hours. I would pay cash money to see her and Blonde make out all weekend. I hope that Carmen does not find any guys for Blonde and makes good on the threat(promise?) she made in her blog . I can not even imagine how hot that would be even to hear about. heh. Ok I am a perv. Shoot me.

She asked how my weekend was. So I told her I was haunted by a ghost this weekend. Now this could be my silly imagination acting up but it was pretty weird. Here is what happened.

The kids and the wife left for the weekend. It is always a mixed bag when they leave because it is nice to have some calm and quiet but I also miss the kids a ton. I am not sure how some of the bloggers who are divorced handle it. Every time I think about how much fun it would be to just throw off all of my responsibilities and run off to Vegas and just have fun it all comes back to the kids and how much I would miss them. I got a nice little taste of that when the wife threw me out for a week. I was just reading all the nice comments people made during that time. I would probably tear up if I was a fucking fag or something. No offense to fags.. you are good people.

Anyway this was about haunted houses not haunting memories of the past. So I swear not ten minutes after the kids leave this toy starts playing "The wheels on the bus go toot toot toot". Now I know what your saying. I mean a ghost would do something scary like spit pea soup on your ass or make things float. I mean how is a little kids song scary. So maybe I have a retard of a ghost or something I have no idea. All weekend long though this song would kick off at weird times. Nobody else in the house. I am 2 rooms away from the damn toy. Just sporadically "The wheels on the bus...".. Every day for the whole weekend. I ignored it mostly. I figured maybe it would get bored and go away?

So the kids and the wife come back and not a peep from the toy since. Four days of no song. Weird? Now I am not going to say for sure it was a ghost like experience. I mean it is a fucking toy and who knows what could have set it off. I have had some other weird experiences in the house.. like seeing shadows moving around and hearing footsteps running down the hallway when nobody was upstairs. The scariest was when I was coming into the house late one night and I hear something say "Marshalll....".. I thought it was the wife at first but she was sound asleep. The weird stuff has quieted down for a while so that was why this experience was kind of odd..

Not sure what to think. While I do think that some ethereal world does exist with things we do not understand I am not sure if I am willing to attribute this to anything. It was just odd....


Blogger RaisingCayne said...

Oh my Waffles... you need to stop watching Ghost Hunter on SciFi, and re-watching old horror flicks. Haunted!? Seriously!? What, are you 9?!

Say it with me... ghosts aren't real!!!

(And speaking of not real... either is any chance of you seeing Carmen make out with Blonde. Not that you can be blamed for thinking about it.)

11:29 AM

Blogger CarmenSinCity said...

I am glad you found something interesting to blog about after we got off the messenger this morning. hehe

I'm not sure how blonde feels about PDA - she might just feel more comfortable in casa de carmensincity, but then again you'll be staying there too won't you?!

11:40 AM

Blogger HighOnPoker said...

That's one stupid ghost. Everyone know the wheels on the bus go "round and round" not "toot, toot, toot". Go figure that Woffles would have a retarded ghost.

12:06 PM

Blogger KajaPoker said...

boy oh boy. I started reading your fag blog after that fun week in march so I had no idea. All i know is that if I couldn't see my kid for a week I would freak. the. fuck. out! Even when I have to travel for business I hate it because I can't see KajaKid.

And you're not alone with the ghost story. My kid's playroom is in the basement where I spend a lot of time. The damn Radio Flyer Rocket does a countdown every once in a while and freaks me out too.

12:14 PM

Blogger lj said...

hahahahaha jordan -- roflmao

12:34 PM

Blogger Bloody P said...

"I would probably tear up if I was a fucking fag or something. No offense to fags.. you are good people."

This is why I love reading you, Waffles.

1:02 PM

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1:02 PM

Blogger jusdealem said...

I've lived in a haunted house...ghosts are real, waffles! Mine were more pranksters than scary, tho. :)

5:11 PM


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