Returning home, all hyped up on sugar and chocolate, I went back to look at what Doctor Spooky had written. Haunted houses, sorcerers, psychic and scientific investigation, ghosts, Maine… It all came together for me.
Almost six years ago, I had attempted to make a documentary. It had failed due to forces beyond me; it had required other people, a camera person, others to participate, an audience, and a large venue. This project could be done by me alone.
Two things came to mind on how to approach this:
First was the movie, The Blair Witch Project. The idea of going to the town where something real (or fictional) had occurred and asking the residents if they had ever heard of it felt right to me, as did the idea of doing a solo investigation to discover if there is any truth behind the story.
The second, totally unrelated, was a story in the January issue of SCOOT magazine. Two brave soles had completed a nation crossing adventure on 50 CC scooters (moped class), travelling from California to Maine. I have a scooter of the same class, and if they could cross the country, I should be capable of travelling to an adjoining state, which ‘synchronistically’ is also Maine.
With this in mind, I ordered the movie (Legend of Hell House) and the book (Hell House) to learn more about the story. Then I went to bed with thoughts of adventure on my mind.
Bed-time in my home is always an adventure. Outside of my crawling into bed and trying to find a comfortable position, there is Teddy. Teddy is the younger of the two cats I inherited from my daughter. His nightly routine is to wait unlit I go to bed, give me a chance to get comfortable, sneak into my room and climb on my chair. And when I least suspect it, pounce from the chair and land on my bed. This causes the house to shake, as Teddy is about 20 pounds of feline fury. The first time he did this, I was laying on my back in bed, Teddy used my tender region as a landing pad, I’ve never lain on my back since!
Once he has landed, Teddy walks up my body and expects me to scratch behind his ears. After this, he performs a 5 minute long session of catupuncture, they moves to my hips and goes to sleep. I soon follow.
(Note: For those who are unfamiliar with the term “catupuncture”, it is act of a cat putting his entire body weight to one of his front paws, then extending his claws into whatever is beneath, retracting, then repeating with the other paw and claws. Although this may sound relaxing, a mix between a massage and acupuncture, it is not to be experienced without a thick blanket between you and the cat. Trust me!)
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