Well, the Ouija boarding had to wait until tonight, as my sister Kim and I were too caught up last night in making fun of Ghost Adventures (an activity of which I am keenly fond). Our response to their mushmouthed recordings went something like “We captured this EVP of a ghost unwrapping a piece of cellophane candy.” They may have the last laugh, though.
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My friends, I am deeply ensconced in Decatur, purported to be one of the most haunted towns in Illinois. After making a pitstop at Sonic to sample a pumpkin pie shake (verdict: thousand-yard-stareworthy), my sister Kim and I stuttered our way down south. The city itself does unsettle me a little bit, which is strange, since I wouldn’t label myself as particularly sensitive to phenomena.
We arrived too late to do any proper reconnaissance, but that didn’t prevent us from driving around Decatur anyway. After we found the Lincoln & Avon theaters, Greenwood Cemetery (located, oddly, smack dab in a neighborhood), and more churches than you can shake a stick at, we turned to go back to the hotel. After all, it was 8:15 pm, way past our bedtimes. Then, off to the right, we saw a cemetery unnoted on our maps.
And its gate was wide open.
I’ve never been in a cemetery at night before. Turns out, it’s really hard to see. Plus it was pretty close to Millikin University, so remote it was not. Still, we managed not to get arrested or locked in, and we found a nifty place to add to our explorations during the day. Kim snapped some pretty nice pictures, but her Compact Flash card and my laptop don’t jibe.
Later tonight: hot handmade Ouija board action. Pray that our souls don’t get sucked into the hoary netherworld!
No Ropes trivia this week. I figured I’d take the opportunity instead to mention I’m doing a monster/horror sketch every day this month, in honor of the most wonderful time of the year. :D Not only that, but I’m trying to use all kinds of media: markers, pens, digital art, watercolors, brush ink, etc. I’m posting them all on my Tumblr.
Here’s today’s. I don’t mind telling you, I loved doing it.
I intended to put up more drawings this week. Instead, I messed around with painting both in traditional media and Photoshop. So, here’s Daniel on the job after…well, living with a ghost who wants to kill him.
My mother’s birthday is five days after mine. As such, we usually end up celebrating and exchanging gifts as a family visit out at her place. She likes to get creative with her gifts (in the past I’ve received a framed Sideshow Bob done in marker and a crocheted runner with my name in it), so along with a sorely-needed clock radio, she gave me these:
She whipped up some homebrewed “Ecto Cooler” (like in this strip), a smoking pot of ectoplasmic goo. Not only did she give me a framed photo of it surrounded by tiny panels from this strip, but she also printed it out and ironed it onto a towel.
When I think of how some artists’ parents are disinterested, dismissive, or downright hostile concerning their child’s craft, I’m grateful my mom cares enough about my comic to basically make me fanart. I love you, Mom.
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