Tonight On Paranormal Geeks Radio: Jeff Mudgett!

Tonight at 9 pm EST/8 pm Central/6 pm Pacific, the author Jeff Mudgett will be the special guest on Paranormal Geeks Radio. 

This fascinating and gifted author has a book out called "Bloodstains" that you will definitely want to check out -

Bloodstains is the startling tale of one man’s search for the truth after inheriting the personal diaries belonging to his great-great-grandfather who he discovers was America’s first and most notorious serial killer Herman Webster Mudgett. Better known by his alias H.H. Holmes, Mudgett was the mass murderer who struck terror into the nation by being the proprietor of the infamous Murder Castle and stalking the streets of Chicago during the 1893 World’s Fair. During his incarceration awaiting execution, well over a century ago, Holmes admitted killing 27 innocent victims, but the evidence the author locates indicates hundreds more likely. From his investigation, Jeff Mudgett, the direct descendant, learns that Holmes’ reign of terror was worldwide and not limited to Chicago as has been so widely believed. Based upon never before revealed historical facts, Jeff pieces together a dynamic and extraordinary puzzle, including the strong possibility that Holmes was also Jack the Ripper. 

Be sure to have your computer/laptop/device handy. He will be sharing some evidence.  I'm listening by candlelight with some Sangria. Ahh, wonderful evening.

Road Trip Week: Precarious and Scary Roads

Summer road trip time - why not consider scaring the crap out of your family?

The road to Big Sur is sure to separate boys from men. Highway 1 is an intense cliff hugging drive along the coast for 122 miles from Monterey to Morro Bay.

Independence Pass from Aspen to Leadville in Colorado.  Highway 82 is a 187-mile white knuckler. And if that's not enough, you take the over 1000-foot tall highest suspension bridge in the world!

Great Smoky Mountains National Park "Tail of the Dragon" in North Carolina/Tennessee Highway 129 takes you on 11 miles of awesome views.

Clinton Road, Passaic County, New Jersey.  Seriously paranormal, "If you are visiting the road at midnight, stop by the bridge at Dead Man’s Curve for a game of catch. Toss pennies into the water, and the ghost of a young boy will toss them back.  A gray wolf with red eyes will stalk you from the bushes.  Satan worshippers will hang hang up their bloody clothes to dry, right next to the mutilated animals.  The ruins of a castle reside in the woods.  If you find yourself in the wrong section of woods, expect to be chased out by Satanists or the Ku Klux Klan.  Weird animals, speculated to be survivors and interbred specimens from the abandoned nearby zoo, Jungle Habitat, from which most of the animals escaped. A dangerous curve that has been the demise of many an unwary driver is rumored to be heavily haunted. Phantom pickup trucks will gladly escort you from the road. Well, chase you. Weird lights flying in the sky will draw you attention upward, away from the blood stains on the pavement."

Archer Avenue in Chicago.  This road was made famous by the ghost referred to as Resurrection Mary.  This famous ghost has shown up along the roadway for many decades and sometimes even reportedly hitchiked rides and then disappeared. You might want to drive this in the dark and see if you come upon a girl in a party dress wandering the roadside outside the Resurrection Cemetery.

Road Trip Horrors: Packing

Some things to consider packing for your paranormal geek road trip




Folding Chairs



Brazilian Tarp Hat






Coleman 16-can cooler




Set of 3 battery lanterns




Metal detector

 

Folding shovel    

Dust mask

Binoculars



First Aid Kit




Waterproof Matches

 

My fantastic horror short story book with stories of all kinds - tons of them - and timed so you know how long it'll take to read each. Don't Go There! A Flash Horror Anthology




Nightvision goggles with camcorder for the kids!

Road Trip Week - Highway 666

 

US 491, formerly US 666, passes through each of the 4-corner states; AZ, NM, CO, UT area.  Although the number came about by usual highway number methods, many were frightened by the "sign of the beast" number 666. Tales began to circulate about it being the Devil's Highway and a higher than usual amount of deaths occurring there. Statistically it was found to be a little behind most US highways. And, as something is always forbidden, people were stealing the signs right and left. Renumbering the highway was in order. 

At the dedication of the new highway name, George Blue Horse, a Navajo medicine man, performed a ceremony to remove the curse from the highway. In the Navajo language he stated, "The road itself never ends. It goes on generation to generation. The new number is a good one. The new road will be a medicine."

From one of my favorite book series (you need to get the book for the US or for your state) - Weird US, comes this -  

Linda Dunning, author of “Specters in Doorways: The History and Hauntings of Utah” tells of an experience her husband had on this treacherous road. He was driving alone on Route 666 one night when suddenly “he saw a truck that looked like it was on fire heading straight for him, right down the middle of the highway. The truck was going so fast that sparks were flying up off the wheels and flames were coming from the smokestack.” He estimated that the truck was traveling 130 miles an hour. He pulled off the road and fled into the desert until the imposing, flaming vehicle passed him by. 

According to Linda the mad trucker is not the only apparition one should be wary of while traversing this cursed ribbon of asphalt. She says “Packs of demon dogs have been seen on this highway as well. They attack at night with yellow eyes and sharp teeth; shredding the tires of those silly enough to stop along this highway at night. Then there is a beautiful, young and frail girl in a long nightgown that roams the road. People see her walking along the side of the road, all alone in the dark out in the middle of nowhere. They stop to help her and as they approach, she instantly vanishes. There are many other tales of people who either disappear along this route or suddenly appear out of nowhere. There are even tales of the same person, disappearing at one point along the highway and then reappearing at another location miles away, without having any recollection of where they have been or what they have been doing.

Road Trip Horrors: Lesser Known Road Trip Horror Movies

Wind Chill

Two college students share a ride home for the holidays. When they break down on a deserted stretch of road, they're preyed upon by the ghosts of people who have died there.

Incident On and Off a Mountain Road

 

While driving in the night in a lonely road through the mountains, Ellen distracts with her radio and hits a car parked on the road. She faints and she looks for help since her car does not start again. She meets in the woods Moonface, a deranged monster-like man that collects human bodies pulling a woman. She is abducted by Moonface, but she recalls the survival lessons of her husband Bruce facing and fighting back the killer.

And Soon the Darkness

Two young English women go on a cycling tour of the French countryside. When one of them goes missing, the other begins to search for her. But who can she trust? 

Road Trip Horrors Week Begins!

It's getting to be that summer break time of the year and families going on road trips. Nothing more vulnerable than the open road? This week, I'm going to give you the creepiest road trips, the scariest things that can happen, and get you really unsettled. Your might re-think how much you hate taking flights.

You're vulnerable as hell on the roadways, especially in the open west where you can drive hours without another soul in sight.

You don't know who you'll run into.

 

Or what they might do to you. 

Have you ever had a scary road trip happening?  I had one when I was driving to Tucson and a dust storm came. It was open desert, so the dust storm had nothing to slow it down. First, a huge tumbleweed got caught on the grill of my car and I couldn't see over it as I drove, pushing the damn thing down the highway, then the wall of dust came, huge orange beast, on me in seconds. 

With a semi in front of me and a car on my bumper, I did what I was instructed to do when you live in the desert, I pulled off the road and turned off my lights so no one would see my lights and try to follow me. I sat in the small car, being pummeled. The vents were off, but I inhaled the faint musty scent of desert powdery dirt forcing its way. 

The car rocked wildly and the tumbleweed became dislodged and rolled up and over the car and just as it did, I saw something dark at the passenger front corner of the car, stepping through the orange wall of dust. It appeared to have legs, arms, like a person in a black duster coat and boots, stepping towards the car, only feet away from it. Then, it stopped. Billows of dust blocked it from my view, but I could catch glimpses in the insanity where the wind slowed briefly and allowed me to see the dark figure, but always only part of it, the top, the side, the bottom. But, it looked definitely like a person.

My mind raced, thinking it might be the semi driver having climbed from his cab. But why? I leaned across the passenger's seat, thinking of opening a window and then thought better of it. If the person was truly lost, they would bang on the window for help. But he didn't move.

For the briefest moment, the wind took a breather and I saw a dark figure quite clearly with a dark head, and a billowing coat, turn away and step towards the desert. Another gust hit, blocking all view outside the windshield. And, then the wind stopped. The dust fell like fluttering sparkling granules. And, the dark figure was nowhere. The open desert presented itself, a slice of sunshine starting to warm it. But, there was no man in a coat with dark hair ambling away. 

And, to my shock, no cars parked in front of or behind me. 

Dale the Doll: UFOs and Aliens

Where did this week go? I can't believe I'm down to my last blog post. I gotta get The Human to let me do this again some time. It was awesome giving you readers the real truth from a doll's point of view.

This post is going to be about UFOs and aliens.

You wouldn't think that dolls would care one way or the other about flying machines in the sky, but nothing could be further from the truth. They are harbingers of doom for my kind.

Those alien grays that are associated with UFOs are very concerning to us dolls. They are the one being that can control dolls, because as much as humans like to think they can, they have no power over us. The grays, however, have an agenda with us dolls. I can't tell you how many thousands of dolls go missing every year; never to be heard from again. I don't know what they're doing with us, but I know that if I saw a UFO, I'd crap my pants just before I find a really good hiding place.

It's my understanding that grays like humans because they want their DNA, their eggs, their sperm, or to just study their habits. When it comes to dolls, though, they want to take them back to their creepy planet. They have plans to use us as models for how they design beings on other planets.

Sure, out there in the big universe is a planet filled with Barbies and Kens as occupants. Another planet has voodoo doll life forms. And the Earth? Mannequins, of course! What more proof do you humans need? We must stop this because (gulp) some day there might be a planet of ventriloquist dolls and I don't freaking want to know what doll they will steal to model that after!

Sex and the Single Ventriloquist Doll

It's my week of reporting and since it's Dale the Doll week, I'm gonna put a spin on The Human's stuff. On Fridays she likes to do Sex and the Single Ghost Hunter (lame). I'm going to give you what you really want, Sex and the Single Ventriloquist Doll.

Let's talk about the ideal dolly.

I probably shouldn't generalize, but Cabbage Patch dolls, although an appropriate size for a ventriloquist doll like me, are very feeble minded. They are limited conversationalists and tend to be rather clingy and dependent. A single successful doll like me doesn't need a dull-minded feeble doll friend.

I know what you're thinking, I should probably be turned on by the baby dolls. Not really. I'm not a dolly pedophile. Would you be turned on by pigtails and toddler toes? I rest my case.

Barbie, everyone guy's ideal, right? Well, not so much. This chick is high maintenance. She's got those feet that can't sit flat, accessories that get lost in the seat cushions, and she expects every guy she dates to have a Corvette. I ain't made of money!

 

Sure, there's mannequins all over the place, easy to come by, for sure. But, besides being too freaking tall, they look way too human. Now, why would a human turn me on? 

Oh, I know what you're thinking, that a ventriloquist doll would be my perfect mate. Nope, not really. Would you want to make out with someone who looks just like you?

Now, we're talking - Betty Boop doll. This is the babe I'm looking for. She's cute, girlie, smells good, knows how to be sexy and hang on my every word. She looks good at my side. In fact, with a Betty Boop doll on my arm, everyone would know "that guy is one successful son of a bitch!"  She's a real trophy doll.

For now, I'm keeping my options open. I'm in no rush to be in a relationship. After all, I'm a single successful ventriloquist doll. I like to play it free and loose.

Dale the Doll: Freaky Stuff

This week, I'm covering lots of stuff from horror movies to dolls and humans, cryptids to ghosts. There's some stuff in this Paranormal Geeks world that The Human cover on this blog that admittedly over the years has freaked the hell out of me.

Fetus in Fetu - a condition in which a twin has absorbed part of the other twin in utero. This never happens in the doll factory!

Spontaneous Human Combustion - that doesn't happen to dolls. Oh, sure, my cousin Shirley the Cupie Doll died by fire, but it's because the evil little boy in the house poured kerosene on her and lit her up. You humans, you can't control your own thermostat!

  

Shadow people - These little black dense, human shaped beings are reported at about 3-feet tall usually and scampering away when the human looks at them. As a doll, I freaking hate shadows. We're often left in dark rooms and our bodies cast human-like shadows. If they were to come to life - 

Psychics - Oh, it's all well and good when a doll can read a human's mind, but I don't want any humans looking into my head.  You humans are not allowed to have an advantage!

A lot of things in your human world freak me out from clowns to bonfires (obvious reasons), from family dogs (once again, obvious reasons), and little boys with kerosene and matches.

The paranormal world of humans is almost as bad!

Dale the Doll: Cryptids

The Human loves her stuffed Bigfoot. It sleeps in her bed!  She's had me a lot longer and I never get invited in there!

It gives me the heebie jeebies. Yeah, I don't like clowns, but the idea of bigger hairier humans walking around outside is enough to keep me indoors forever!  Don't even get me started with sea monsters!

The bravest human I know is JC Johnson.  This dude is a total Indiana Jones meets Steve Irwin of the cryptid world. He leads a group called Crypto Four Corners and this freaking badass guy actually goes into the wilderness hoping to encounter this strange stuff.  For a human, he's okay.  Here's one creepy-ass case he's working on -





What do I think of these cryptid creatures? They can't possibly exist. Why? Simple logic: Because they would have eaten all the damn meaty humans and taken over the world.

Loch Ness monster? It can't exist for the simple reason that there would have to be more than one of them to remain populated and the chances of seeing one would be much higher. Let's not even mention the lack of food in that lake to keep a beast that size alive.

Dogman? Werewolves are not feasible. Humans are not like dolls. They cannot shapeshift. If they did turn into a beast, it's obvious that it wouldn't be a dog. Dog's are Man's best friend!  It would hardly be scary.  If a man-creature existed, it would have to be a spiderman because those boogers seem capable of making humans horrified beyond reason.

Thunderbirds?  They can't exist. If they did, imagine the size of bird crap on humans' cars? And the bird calls when they are in mating season? Deafening! Let's not forget, birds don't walk anywhere, they fly! We'd see them in the sky all the time, blocking out the sun.

Bigfoot? I think that is the only real cryptid. Man can be hairy and walk on two legs and smell awful gamey. It has to be a human. Just one that is antisocial. I don't blame them. In fact, if they weren't so freaking hairy and big, I'd probably hang with them and hide from the humans. Except, I'm creeped out by those big hairy monsters.

Cryptids? I'm not buying it, but The Human does. In fact, she's a member of the Crypto Four Corners team. Maybe JC can get her eaten by a monster for me so I can have the apartment to myself. Hmm.... I think I need to check The Human's phone book and give my hero a call.

Tonight On Paranormal Geeks Radio: Linda Godfrey!

 

Tonight on Paranormal Geeks Radio at 9 pm EST/8 pm Central/6 pm Eastern, the special guest is Linda Godfrey, the amazing author and researcher of all things Dogman!

 

Remember the Pararnormal Geeks book and the shop with our logos on items.

Dale the Doll: Mind Fuck Tuesday - Dolls and Humans

Today, I'd like to give you humans my own Mind Fuck Tuesday theory: That humans do not control dolls - dolls control humans.

 

Do you think dolls sit on a shelf and don't come to life until a child picks one up and gives it a play task or a ventriloquist sets one on his lap and projects his voice?

Would it surprise you to know that without dolls, humans would not have creative thought?

Take my Human, for instance, she thought I was just an old creepy novelty to give to her son since he liked the macabre. When she inherited me as her son grew up and moved out of the house, she avoided me, averted her eyes, but I caught her catching little glimpses of me, wondering if I might have a life inside of me.

I lured her in slowly, but surely by doing some things that made her wonder if maybe I was alive. Then, she started taking me onto her blog, doing videos and writing about me. Soon, I sneaked out at night to write blog posts and she was certain I was alive. What she never knew was that she wasn't guiding me, I was guiding her.

 

Do you think ventriloquists are feeding dolls the words? Oh, no! Dolls are feeding them the words.

Just think back, humans, to a time when you played with GI Joes or Barbies. The dolls walked around, ate, fought, danced, and you thought you were controlling them. But, were you?  When you thought you couldn't sleep without them, cried if they weren't with you on a family vacation, and couldn't wait to get more dolls - that wasn't you wanting them, it was them eating at your mind, pushing you on, leading you, manipulating you.

If you don't believe any of this mind fuck theory - just have a look at this poor sap -

Dale the Doll: Ghosts

 

This week, I'm taking over the blog and you'll get to hear how I, Dale the Doll, see the paranormal world. This is gonna be fun!  Today, I'm talking about ghosts - 

I'm not sure where other dolls stand on the subject of ghosts, but I freaking know they're true. I lived in an antique store for a time and it was haunted up the wazoo. When the owners turned out the lights and went home, the place came to life with dolls running around and goofing off, but that's also when the ghosts came out. They made awful sounds, moved things around, stomped around the old wood floors, and caused a horrible draft. Sometimes, I could hear them whisper in my ear. Calling my name. Taunting me. I found a really nice old armoire to hid in until the morning. Ghosts are freaking creepy.

Humans are scary enough, but dead humans (as attractive as that concept might be) are freaking horrifying!

Some of you who've been reading this blog for years might know about the evil magician's spirit that enters me in the month of October. It makes me do evil things and I am not responsible for what I do. Being possessed sucks. Oh, sure, a ventriloquist doll should be used to possession, after all, he's owned by a ventriloquist, but the truth is the doll brings the ventriloquist to life, not the other way around. 

Did you know that dolls can be ghosts?

I think my Uncle Walt might be haunting me. I say this because sometimes, I think I can smell that smoky scent of his jacket. His owner was a smoker and Uncle Walt had decades of smoke residue in his old suit. Eventually, the owner died and Uncle Walt was tossed into the trash with the rest of the smoke-covered belongings. And, on a very stormy night, I can hear Uncle Walt's voice calling "strike!" when loud thunder sounds. He always did call it "angels bowling."

The Human doesn't know it, but we had a ghost visitor in our home for a time. She might have noticed some things moving on their own, poltergeist stuff. What she didn't know was what was doing it. There was a man ghost walking our halls, moving things around, sometimes standing by her when she slept. She didn't understand what was going on. Well, this explains why I was being so weird - turning on the hall light. I thought it might scare him away from her room.

But if you tell her, I swear I'll find you!

Dale the Doll: Movies Dolls Choose

Now, I was looking through The Human's posts about movies. She looks at movies like a, well, human. I'm going to share horror movies from the doll's point of view. We like to see dolls get one-up on the humans. 

My favorite might surprise you, "Poltergeist." In one of the most wicked moments in a horror movie, a clown doll drags a kid under the bed and scares the crap out of him!  I could watch that scene over and over again.

The movie "Saw" is a particularly good movie because humans get tortured, and the doll on the tricycle manages to steal the movie in only a few minutes' of air time. That's the impact of the doll, humans. Don't forget that.

You might be surprised to know, I regard "Psycho" as a doll movie and that's just cause mama has a creepy doll-like quality and she manages to control her son. She's better in death than life because she's joined the dolly world.

There's some great movies in which humans don't seem to know the dolls aren't human. "Magic" with Anthony Hopkins, "Pin," "Fear," and "Tourist Trap" are deliciously twisted. Are the dolls managed by the humans' minds or vice versa? I'll never tell. 

There's even a few movies I enjoy that aren't about dolls, but about stupid humans. Stupid humans is an oxymoron, I know, but hey the dumber ones are graceful enough to bite the dust in the movies. Here's some human horror movies that would curl my toes, if my toes could curl.

"Halloween," "Friday the 13th," and "Hostel" hit the spot.

Now, if you're wondering what movies scare the crap out of me, I'd have to tell you anything with a clown in it. I freaking hate clowns!  I think the miniseries "It" is the worst of them all. Hey, I may be tough, but even I have an Achilles. Just don't go sharing that info with anyone or I'll have to hunt you down and torment you like I do The Human -




And, speaking of The Human, she's doing a radio show tonight on East Texas Mysteries.

Dale the Doll Week!

Okay, humans, I own the blog this week.

I'm gonna do this paranormal thing the right way - through a doll's eyes. I have more insight than The Human.

I have some movie recommendations, will talk about paranormal subjects and info the living/breathing don't have, as well as doing my own Mind Fuck Tuesday and Sex and the Single Ventriloquist Doll.

I know what you're thinking, "what can the doll-man teach me?" Everything you ever wanted to know about my kind and our special knowledge.

I promise to take you to some dark places, starting with my post this afternoon about the best horror movies from a doll's point of view. 

What-the-Hell-Saturday-Night

It's that time again, checking my options:

My movie collection: The Goonies, Lost Boys and American Werewolf in London.
Biography Channel:  The Ghost Speaks, My Ghost Story: Caught on Camera, My Ghost Story: Caught On Camera.
Encore Channel:  Gremlins, Ghostbusters.
Ion Channel:  Psych - marathon.
Nat Geo Channel: The 80s:  The Decade That Made Us - marathon.
Science Channel:  Oddities - marathon.
Syfy Channel:  Wrong Turn and Wrong Turn 5.
TBS:  The Big Bang Theory - marathon

Guess I'll wait until this evening and see what sounds good -

Dead for 17 Hours!

Doctors worked furiously on the dead woman's body. Suffering two heart attacks, she showed no brainwaves at all. No heartbeat.

"Calling the time of death 0130." The doctor stepped back from the patient.

The techs remained to disconnect the elderly woman from all lines and monitors.

"Her directives have her listed as an organ donor." The doctor nodded to the nurse who made sure the respirator continued to pump oxygen into the body and keep the organs prepared for transplant when recipients were matched. He began the protocol to cool down her body.

The doctor left the room and found the family huddled together in the waiting room where he proceeded to tell them the outcome of his vigorous efforts to save their loved one. The family went in to say their goodbyes as lines were removed.

Inside the room, the body remained, rigor mortis setting in, fingers curling in, skin tightening, and all the usual signs of the finality of death. More than 17 hours went by when the woman woke up and spoke, startling the nurse nearby.

This is not fiction. 

This happened to a 59-year-old woman in West Virginia. She was transferred to a larger medical center, but doctors found no ill effects.  

True life is creepier than fiction, isn't it?