Blogger Possessed By 1870 US Congress

Ok, that does it--I'm calling Art Bell.

This is some freaky, spooky stuff whose freakiness is exceeded only by its spookiness! I've got goosepinkles just thinking about it!

I posted my standard "why must Sophie continue to breathe, I think if put to popular vote, it would be found unnecessary" (Ya Rabotayet) whine on 1 July. It *posted* on 1 July.

Now Blogger lists it as posting 4 July.

Right now, it's 2 July--swear to peanut brittle. This is almost as weird as when Blogger changed my font to black. And I think I was actually *visited* by UFO Phil! That's like, tres way cool, but in a spooky kind of way that is both...well, spooky and cool.

Oh, quit. You know what I mean.

And I just saved this post, to see where it would go, and it went under 2 July, behind the 4 July post that wasn't. It's THIS kind of stuff that makes this better than a diary! I mean, I'd probably pay a *lot* for a goth emo punk haunted diary on eBay. Really--I haven't comparison shopped or anything, but I'd bet that one would be bidding against like, casinos and stuff for it. Plus, it would probably be already written in; I'd also think that just any ol' regular canned-spirit goth emo punk haunted diary that wasn't written in would have just some old assembly-line spirit haunting it. And, I mean...how spooky is that?

Not very.

I would think that an assembly-line spirit would probably not give it more than a lick and a promise, as far as hauntings go. I mean--what's their motivation? Exactly! It would be a total jobsworth spirit, saying "Woooo. Boo already." in a very bored voice whenever you opened it up, then that'd be it. That's not a *good* haunting; that's like a dollar-store ghost-in-a-jar haunting ("Wooo. I am a spooky haunted jar. Wooo."). But what's happened here, well...that's not just some *ordinary* haunting. Probably assembly-line spirits don't go moving things around and stuff. They probably don't even have a union, or anything. So for truly authentic hauntings, you have to go with something that's *actually* haunted or possessed--not those assembly-line spirits that get smooshed into jars and diaries in third world countries by five year olds operating heavy machinery in sweatshops run by Kathie Lee Gifford for three cents a week.

So this is a real haunting, for sure. WoooOOO0000ooooOOoo!

I think Blogger has poultrygeese.