Spooky ghost town

These are some attempts at Electronic Voice Phenomenon or possibly Pareidolia. It seems to have worked; I can see a ghostly image of myself. I think it may be my own ghost coming back from the future to haunt me.

It reminds me of that movie with Micheal Keaton. That movie was pretty awful and not that scary, but the DVD had a special bonus movie on how to do your own EVP recordings.

Goats and ghosts

I dropped Laura off at the airport, it was sad. On the brighter side, I saw a pack of goats reaping havoc on a small country road

This is a spooky deserted drive in.

I'm pretty sure there was a ghost slightly out of frame to the right.

A kid on this school bus flashed me the devil horns. I flashed them back...

The sign at this KFC says that it is clos3d for remodeling.

This is the pile of ruble that once was the KFC.

This is one dozen goose eggs. I'm going to have to think of something besides omelette's to make out of goose eggs.

Monday

Got ready to be picked up for a birthday lunch with Alison's parents. For some reason none of my clothes were clean.

This is Alison's dad in front of Union Station, a place I've ended up at more times in the past week or so than all of the years I actually lived in Los Angeles.

This picture looks like the shot right before someone grabs your camera and throws it on the ground.

We are eating at Trax a restaurant catering to...fancy-people-who-hang-out-at-train-stations.

This, I believe, is either the ghosts who haunt Union Station or something classy.

I remembered to take the picture before I ate this time.

This is a detail of the ceiling. duh...like that even needs an explanation.

We had to leave before desert because, Alison's dad had to send some people to jail. I could have sworn I had taken pictures of Alison's mom as well maybe she is the classy ghost.

um...

There is Alison's mom.

I decided to walk to Down Beat or something jazzy like that Cafe because of these explosions at my parents house.



If I drove a truck I would want it to be this one.

This is Down Beat or whatever Cafe...classy.

A less classy view.

I really liked that fan.

This one can be for a postcard.

Mann, I am on a roll today (or 2 days ago, whatever).

There was a "movie" theatre next door, I really don't think I wanted to see any of the movies they were showing.

I walked up and down Sunset for a little while, at one point a woman, with the worlds sqeakiest shopping-cart, chased me down the block. I narrowly avoided injury and/ or death.