The Cookie (Cook) Case… My Home Investigation
March 28th, 2009 | by TjI may have changed up the names a tad, but when we investigated my former home we did a “call out” with the surname of the former owners (not nearly as many as the cartoon elaborates) hoping to get a positive knock in response.
We did get a response to the name Cook. It turns out a John Cook once owned and may have built the house. This spirit communicated with our psychic and even played with his camera strap which appeared to be pulled. Unfortunately, we didn’t get that on camera.
Cook apparently told our psychic that he wouldn’t go downstairs because there were “too many”… My question was too many what? Spirits? Or just the gaggle of investigators that were tromping around?
I reflect this in the cartoons.
Just wait ’til we get to the scary spirit that lives on my hill… one I was not aware of (I was aware of Cook), since he resides atop the mountain for the most part.
As it turned out, it was a more interesting investigation than I would have thought, given most of the activity I experienced while living there as infrequent. Mr. Cook was a quiet sort apparently. He let himself be known with the smell of pipe tobacco (one of our investigators smelled it). He may have been responsible for the orbs that would appear in my bedroom (attic) at night. I’m assuming it was him pacing that I picked up when I set up a video camera for the elusive orbs.
Enjoy this investigation, Eat Cookies, Hunt Ghosts,
Tj
Lugging Bureaus, Trimming Horse Toes, Country Courier
March 26th, 2009 | by TjI’ve been away from the spirits and involved in daily life… So, I’ve abandoned the blog for a day and a half.
This is my list of qualified excuses:
First off, I’m smack-dab in the midst of art direction for Country Courier Magazine (check ‘Cool Friends’ links – Country Courier). Changes, fixes, new ads, etc… This entire scenario involves a lot of mind. Needless to say, it’s a tad burnt… ears are smokin’.
Second off, I’ve moved more crap from my former home to the storage unit and new place. This included a bureau which I loaded into my truck myself and proceeded to unload and lug back to my apartment. Several people were freaked out and one felt sorry for me to the point where he helped me lug it up the stairs. Not many folks get that someone my size can lift 10 men and chuck them over the fence. However, I did not turn down the help, since I like to stay off the Advil.
Third off, my horse, Bj, needed a manicure. So, the equine nail technician, i.e. farrier, showed up to give him a trim. The upshot is he has great solid feet to be envied by most equines. (Anyone who wants to see a photo of the Beej can check out my “MySpace” page in Links.)
And so, I now sit at the computer jotting to you all a note of insignificance to make up for my lack of attention.
I bet you all wish your lives could be THIS exciting!
Eat Cookies,
Tj


