My expected plans for a big joint Ghost Hunt with KT has taken another turn for the worse.
I got an email today from KT, saying he has to bail out, because of an unexpected assignment in Piere, SD. Editors are jerks!
Everyone else that I had asked to come along on this Adventure, and who had initally said they would go, has also bailed out on me!
My brother in Aberdeen, SD worries that the stripper is going to have some thugs laying in wait for me at the farm house, and that they will be planning on mugging me when I get there!
Do you ever experience situations, that no matter how much you plan to do something; it always feels like there are forces in this Universe that are actively working against your completion of your plans!
So far that seems to be the scenario for this situation.
I don't know if I should heed those paranoid thoughts and bail out my self? Or should I just increase my Thorazine?
If you never hear from me again, then my brother was right! LOL!
I'll keep you all posted as to how tomorrows Adventure goes.
KT I'm sorry things didn't work out! Have fun in Piere!

Or Pierre, as you South Dakotans spell it! LOL!
My Bad!

Well Dave, that IS a scary thought - the thugs laying in wait! If it were me, I'd wait til I had company to join me. Afterall, you don't know her very well. (I think :lol: )

I say trust your gut! If you feel like things - the universe - is telling you not to do it, heed those warnings!!

If you do decide to go, please be careful. Take pepper spray, eh? =P Let us know how things go..

Hugs,
Kell

Dave, I agree with Kell. It wouldn't hurt to take that pepper spray along, and if you start getting the feeling you may be in the wrong place, I would bail out. It is hard to know who to trust. This gal could have the best of intentions, but you just never know! If you go, let us know if you get any good pics!

Well if there are thugs laying in wait, they better have a darn good arsenal with them! I think once you "bent down" and entered the building they would take one quik look and run for the hills! ;-)

When obstacles come in your way, you should take that as a sign it wasn't meant to be. Sometimes you are running late to work or you miss a light and get angry. But if you had made that light or were on time, you could have had a terrible accident or something. Things work out for a reason. And perhaps you are not meant to go there this time. Look at this in a positive way.

I did make it on time! However my guide did not. After waiting 45 mins, (with each minute that passed I felt like I had been played like a fool)so I left.
When I got home I saw I had 2 phone messages, explaining her late depature due to car problems.
Coinicidentally she had tranny problems too!
But I was still unable to contact her as she doesn't have an answering service for her phones.
This event was soooo doomed!
I doubt she will want to take a second chance.
KT you lucked out! Good call!

That sucks, DD. Maybe she will go another time? Why shouldn't she? ;-)

Kell

Dave,

Sorry to hear how things wound up. I wound up staying up very on the phone with Sym that night before heading up to Pierre to cover the governor's press conference. On the way up, I decided it would be nice to put a pheasant into my radiator on the new Blazer. Just a few weeks ago, I'd done the same thing with a wild turkey hen that decided she would give me a clear demonstration that turkeys are indeed able to fly, albeit no as gracefully as one would expect. I don't think that I'll have the front end of the Blazer repainted until after the conclusion of pheasant season this fall. After all, who needs a shot gun when the darn things seem to actually enjoy committing suicide by hurling themselves headlong into my truck while I'm cruising at 80mph? :rolleyes:

The press conference was the kicker. Stale donuts, sludge for coffee, and a press secretary who pretty much detailed exactly what she wanted every one of us in attendance to write rather than trusting in our abilities to compose our own work. Four hours of dribble and nonsense, followed by a luncheon of the standard dry Republican chicken and canned peas before we were led back into the conference room for another two hours of the governor repeating everything his press secretary had drilled into us already word for word. =P

On the way home, I noticed that the dome light had come on inside the Blazer, so I pulled over to make certain all of the doors were shut. Of course, they were all secured and the light had simply decided to follow its own initiative in bringing me a little more fun to the day. I didn't have a star nut driver in my toolkit to remove the access door on the fusebox, so I decided to just remove the bulb because the light was annoying me. After burning my fingers severally on the hot bulb, I continued back onto the road home.

It was at this point that the light in the cargo bay came on...but, I wasn't about to stop to burn myself again, so I thought it best to simply deal with it in stride. Just when I came to terms with the annoying light in my rearview mirror everytime I glanced up, the courtesy lights in the footwell decided that they could get away with coming on as well.

In the end, Dave, it could be argued that I had car problems as well. Between suicidal fowl, the dullest six hours of my life in the company of some very patronizing politicians who may have even offered to spoon feed me at lunch if I hadn't gotten persnickety with them, and a short in the wiring of my new ride, I think it's safe to say it was a lousy weekend for everyone! :lol:

KT,
Sorry to hear about your car problems. (As I feindish rub my hands together, smirking at your just desserts! Ha! HA! Ha!)
Just kidding!
Keep us posted if you notice and Poultryguests hovering in your Blazer. Obviously they have mistaken your vehichle as some form of a final resting place, like a Elephant Graveyard.
Just be thankful that you live in South Dakota, and not Africa. I doubt you'd survive suicidal Elephants!