Always Entertaining

Poltergeist stories are always entertaining. Even when you know the story is exaggerated or plain ridiculous, you can't help but be glued to it.

The funny thing about me criticizing these type of stories is that I actually lived one myself. As a teenager, I had a poltergeist in my room, some scary things happened and eventually a Catholic priest was called in to bless my room and rid it of the "energy" so I could move back into it.

Looking back on the situation now as an adult, I still have to laugh. Not because what happened in my room didn't happen or because I don't believe that these things occur. I laugh because, when they do happen, they always read like some badly written yarn out of a 1950's pulp fiction novel.

The World's Scariest Ghosts Caught on Tape

Here's a show I imagine raised the hairs on many people's arms. It's well done and perfectly edited. This is not to say there aren't some classic cheesy ghost story elements in it, there are. My point is, whether you're a skeptic or not, it's hard to turn away from a good ghost story.

Highlights of the show...

[BAD] In one segment, James Van Praagh's questioning of the little boy, with numerous leading comments to draw a positive response, is extremely embarrassing.

[GOOD] The most compelling segment begins at minute 30 when we get to see video imagery of Orbs caught on tape. Some of the orb patterns do look like bugs flying the night, but there is a video of a grapefruit size orb that is truly intriguing.

Judge for yourself.

Rolando y La Recoleta

I'm going home. Well, my second home, anyway. In April of next year, I will be returning to Argentina for the first time in six and a half years.

Last time I was there, the country was weeks from spilling over into one of the worst economic and political crises of it's history. Last time around, my father was also alive.

It will be weird visiting my father's grave site for the very first time since he died this past July. I'm not sure what I'll feel, really. I'm not sure what I feel about Rolando, even now.

My father was without equal. A real character and a true enigma. He was the type of person you'd expect to find in a Charles Dickens novel via a Gabriel Garcia Marquez fairytale. The type of trickster you take gerat delight in hearing about, but great joy in knowing he's not your father, yet for me, he is my father.

After taking in my father's grave, I'll probably make my way to La Recoleta. Whenever I journey back to my ancestral home, Buenos Aires to more specific, I always make a trek to the city of the dead, La Recoleta. One of the most amazing and artistic enclaves of marble mausoleums in the world. In addition to housing beautiful sculptured final resting places, La Recoleta is also home to a large colony of feral cats and several Argentine luminaries, including Broadway's favorite, controversial first lady, Eva Peron.

Traveling back in time to the more tender parts of the heart is never easy. However, I like not easy. I guess that's part of my genetic inheritance - taking the road less safe. This will always be one of my strongest bonds with my Father - our ability to find trouble even in a nursery of newborns. Yet, trouble can be rewarding in the most unexpected ways.

Some pretty pictures of La Recoleta

Dream Visitations

On the latest episode of AfterlifeFM, I interviewed Kevin Kovelant, blogger of Streamsofconsciouseness.org and Masters candidate in Consciousness Studies at JFK University about dream visitations and how spirit uses them as a method of communication.

In the middle of the night with Diego

Right now, at this crazy hour in the night, my chest is a river of emotion, as memories of that June day in 1986 flood in. I was there. I stood right next to him with 120,000 people chanting on. Yes, I was there! The world cup in his hands, and me, yelling in his ear, D-I-E-G-O!!! Nothing in the world can verbalize or express how I feel and where my heart goes when I watch Diego play.

It's the middle of the night and I am taking a bath of nostalgia. I am happy. I want to wake up my 8 month old boy and take him out to the front yard and show him a few of Daddy's soccer moves before he's old enough to realize that Daddy doesn't really have any soccer moves. Boys will be boys.

Te amo, Diego.

Return of the Trickster

Here is my first podcast on AfterlifeFM Profiles, the studio version to the live show AfterlifeFM.

The first interview is with George P. Hansen, author of The Trickster and the Paranormal, a seminal work for those of you seriously interested in studying the paranormal and consciousness survival.


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Deep Inside a Family Haunting

People all over the world have a fascination with hauntings. At one point or another, we've all heard stories of slain soldiers, murdered peddlers and disease stricken children seen walking the hallways of places they once inhabited, or waking up the current homeowners in the middle of the night.

Rarely, however, do we ever get to meet the Poltergeist and their children, nor do we often get the chance to peek inside the emotional damage left behind a senseless murder, turning a simple ghost haunting story into a tale of deep family woe.

Courtesy of This American Life, here is the story of Jason Minter, an associate producer of the HBO hit, The Sopranos, whose quest to come to terms with his mother's murder reminds us all that ghosts don't just haunt homes, they also haunt memories.

(Warning: Story contains graphic details of a murder)
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Ectoplasm declared safe for consumption.

Thanks to those fine doctoral students over at Omni Brain, I've been alerted to a ground breaking scientific documentary that unveils some of the greatest mysteries of parapsychological study.

One such question, "Can ectoplasm be eaten, and what does it taste like?" is finally answered with vivid detail. I imagine that this revelation will now afford physical materialization medium, David Thompson, to finally put a drive-thru up his nose and profit from the ectoplasm well that flows there and in other orifices of his body.

Warning: If you have misplaced your sense of humor, you may want to avoid this video... and this blog.