the chaplin time-traveler!

okay...

so rich woodall hit me with this on tuesday--and we discussed it at length--then i got it from warren, james, wendy, mike, katie, john, and kim. so...it's all the talk.

if you haven't heard about it, well, you should. here's the scoop...

CHAPLIN'S TIME-TRAVELER
(from soundonsight.org--http://www.soundonsight.org/time-traveler-found-in-charlie-chaplins-the-circus/)

George Clarke believes he has caught a time traveler in a piece of video footage found by him in Charlie Chaplin’s 1928 film The Circus.
Attending the premiere at Manns Chinese Theatre in Hollywood, CA – the scene shows a large woman /man dressed in black with a hat hiding most of his/her face, with what can only be described as a mobile phone device – talking as she walks alone.
Clarke added: I have studied this film for over a year now – showing it to over 100 people and at a film festival, yet no-one can give any explanation as to what she is doing.
My only theory – as well as many others – is simple… a time traveler on a mobile phone.





sharon's first question was how can you authenticate that? do they carbon date film? wendy brought up the question of cell-phone reception--who's her provider ('cause i'm switching!).


i have defended that this "lady" is, in reality (well, one of the realities anyway...) choopie atop the shoulders of two gremlins as he jaunts through time trying to cover his temporal tracks after a disastrous--and totally unauthorized--trip to the past. the huge shoes were needed so that the gremlins could build in the modging-gyros so that they could walk like that. warren answered the reception question by pointing the finger at the one guy around back then who might have (who are we kidding--probably did have) a cell-phone tower..."can you hear me now? hello? mr. tesla...?"

but that's just me.
what are YOUR thoughts?

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i got this series of gorgeously ghastly pumpkins the other day from my pal, terry!
now that's halloween!


Artist Ray Villafane began carving pumpkins on a lark for his art students in a small rural
school district in Michigan . The hobby changed his life as he gained a viral following online and
unlocked his genuine love of sculpting. Here are images of pumpkin carvings
Villafane created over the past five years.



















another spooky report from adam tomorrow!
so be sure to drop by!
smell ya later!
todd

more from adam--the otesaga hotel!

okay...

here's another great find from adam to get us all in the halloween spirit!


The Otesaga Hotel
(from www.paranormalstories/blogspot.com)

Posted by Andrea Allison on Wednesday, May 19, 2010

This Historic Grand Dame Resort was opened in 1909. A majestic, Federal-style structure with an imposing front portico supported by massive 30-foot columns, The Otesaga was designed by Architect Percy Griffin and was named for the Iroquois word for “ A Place of Meetings.” This magnificent hotel occupies 700 feet of lakefront on the southern shore of Lake Otsego (also known as the “Glimmerglass” lake of James Fenimore Cooper’s Leatherstocking Tales) in Cooperstown, New York. Avid golfers, vacationers and others have been drawn to the resort for its beautiful scenic surroundings, elegant accommodations, and enjoyable resort atmosphere since it first opened its doors. Some believe it has also drawn the attention of a few ghosts.

Guests have reported hearing children playing and/or giggling in the third floor hallway (From 1920 until 1954, the hotel was a private girl’s school known as the Knox School for Girls.). Voices have been heard in the Glimmerglass Room. Apparitions have been seen walking hand-in-hand in period clothing. Staff have heard their names being called from unseen sources. A security officer has heard people walking above him on the second and third floors. He says he also hears a music box between the second and third floors. Beds made on the 3rd floor are found messed up shortly after. Of all the experiences reported, nothing seems malevolent in any way. Just long time guests enjoying their stay at The Otesaga Resort Hotel.




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send in your pics of you and your perhapanauts shirts!
here's our latest model, my old pal, james de salvo, showing off his splendid choopie shirt!
(be sure to check out some of james' twisted tales and wicked writin's at
www.conniecobbler.com and
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Miss-Mary-Pennynickles-Tales-of-Torment-for-Toddlers/162642690426622 )





so, didja get your costume yet? whaddaya gonna be?
didja carve a pumpkin? got pics?
is this thing on...?
smell ya later!
todd

the albany comic con report and ghost-hunting with james!

okay...

now that i finally have a small chance to breath here, i wanted to report on the two very cool things i was fortunate enough to be involved in this past weekend!
first and foremost, the albany comic con, which not only embodies the same love and celebration of comics as do heroescon in charlotte and the baltimore comiccon, but, for a small, still-getting-started, one-day show, continues to evolve around us, bringing back many familiar faces and drawing in new fans and friends each time! BIG thanks to con organizer john belskis for the patient and caring way he is growing this show and all the time and work he puts into it twice a year! yup, that's right! twice a year! so if you're thinking about making the trip for a show that still cares about comics, mark it on your calendars now for next spring!

i'd show pictures, but as i said, dropped my camera at matt's and haven't had a chance to go out and buy a new one...maybe this weekend...)

the continuation of all that fun on sunday was that sharon and tyler and i were invited to go on a ghost-hunt in nearby troy ny at an abandoned cemetery that touts a rep for being one of the hauntiest in the northeast. i say invited, but i feel like i kinda twisted my friend james (best)'s arm when he and luis (acevedo) and i were talking about this at the bar down in baltimore. james had heard about it and had been and, though i think it was an act, luis was claiming a scooby-doo-like reluctance to go.

it's been said to have a definite malevolent aura about it, that visitors experience an oppressive feeling of despair and woe, a certain surreal quality that makes you want to run out screaming...or stay forever.
it's been labelled one of the 7 earthly gates to hell.

we were joined by our other friend, tom stevens, and the six of us parked our cars well away from the posted private property signs and crept through the woods in the misty darkness toward the entrance to the rural cemetery. james, tyler, and i carried flashlights but were spare in using them as we didn't want anyone to see the lights bobbing eerily through the woods. the moon, dulled with a veil of fog, lent some light, but we were still startled when james turned his flashlight on to show us the dilapidated mausoleum that was suddenly looming before us.

it's huge--here's a photo of it in the daytime, but with nothing nearby to show scale. those arches are about 16 feet high each...





we navigated around it in the dark and now we were on the path that winds up the hill, small areas of plots here and there on either side make up the cemetery. stones dating back to the early 1800s were in understandable disrepair and some had fallen over. walking along this lane we would see, on either side, white and grey headstones and markers jutting up out of the underbrush, forgotten and forlorn. there were woods all around us.

heading farther up the trail, to the top of the hill, james directed us to the two more famous memorials in the cemetery, both of them majestic in their day, now sad testimonials to either time or vandals. the first is the angel statue, which must have been glorious in it's time, now headless and...creepy. we all stood in silence, the three flashlight beams playing over it. maybe about 7 or 8 yards beyond this, we could see another large monument brooding in the dark; a second memorial that was also headless.
later we said that we each felt a feeling of loss and sadness.

farther down the trail were more headstones, some large, some smaller, family groups and plots and an errant lonely stone here and there. the most recent i think we found was actually 1997--but aside from that one the stones seemed to tell of the cemetery being used very sparingly from around 1820 until 1953.





on the way out of the cemetery we spooked a small herd of deer that darted between the trees ahead of us and gave us a start. other than that, we saw no ghosts, felt no presences, and didn't even have any instances of letting our imaginations get away from us. it was spooky and creepy and, initially going in, it was thrilling. everyone was nervous--which was fun.
thanks for the great hunting trip, james!
it was great and we'll all never forget it.

i gotta go get some work done!
more from our pal, adam hutchinson tomorrow--so stop by!
and make sure you check out his offering from yesterday!
smell ya later!
todd

cooperstown ghost

okay...

i'll report more on the convention--and our intrepid ghost-hunting expedition--tomorrow, but for now, i'm turning things over to our pal, adam hutchinson, who was kind enough to hunt down not one, but three, spooky tales for our halloween blogs!
i saw adam at the show the other day--he swung by for a uncustomarily brief visit with our other pal, mike gagnon, as they each had a small human in tow (very cute--one pint-sized captain america, one lovely little supergirl!) i mentioned to adam that i could use another story to fill out the week and he went home and hit me with these right away.

so, here's the first, culled from www.cooperstownghost.com


The Christ Episcopal Church Graveyard

No account of haunted happenings in a small town would be complete without the inclusion of the local cemetery. At the corner of Church and River streets lies the Christ Episcopal Church cemetery, which houses the remains of many of the famous members of the acclaimed Cooper and Pomeroy families. The historic burial site includes tombs for the two most famed members of the Cooper family—legendary American author James Fenimore Cooper and town founder William Cooper. One of the saddest elements of the graveyard is the presence of a cluster of smaller gravestones; they indicate the burial plots of the Pomeroy children, many of whom who died at young ages. There is also a sinister element to the graveyard. The cemetery features a headstone for the infamous Ann Low Cary Cooper Clarke, who once placed a curse on nearby Hyde Hall.

According to a ghostly story associated with the graveyard, one of the men in the Cooper clan found an eerie way to interact with a 20th century resident of Cooperstown. The incident occurred in the late 1980s, when a young girl and her friends paid a social visit to the Christ Church cemetery. One of the girl’s friends, showing a lack of respect for the sacred nature of the burial ground, decided to lean up against one of the gravestones. Sure enough, the aging, loosened gravestone toppled over, falling directly on top of one of the girl’s legs.

Given the weight of the gravestone, her friends were unable to lift it from her leg and quickly ran to seek help. With extra manpower successfully found, the group finally succeeded in extricating the stone and enabling the girl to sit up. Relieved that the weight had been lifted, the girl took notice of the epitaph etched into the stone. The name featured on the stone was that of a Cooper family member, the oddly named Marmaduke Cooper. The girl then took note of the birth date engraved on the stone. The date startled the girl. It was not only Marmaduke Cooper’s birth date, but hers as well! Was this a case of ghostly intervention or merely an eerie coincidence? Either way, the episode left the girl more than a little chilled.

The strange incident took place in a section of the graveyard that is regarded as the focal point of the Christ Church cemetery. In fact, a metal banister sets the Cooper-Pomeroy tract of the graveyard apart from the rest of the cemetery; all of the graves and above-ground tombs in this parcel belong to members of the two families, with one notable and strange exception.

The deviation in graveyard rules came about, at least indirectly, because of the virtuous life lived by Hannah Cooper. One of the daughters of Judge William Cooper, Hannah was a beloved member of the Cooperstown community. The young Hannah earned a reputation as so innocent and wholesome that she became favored by all generations of Cooperstown’s social hierarchy. Tragically, Hannah did not survive past her early twenties. In 1800, she suffered a severe fall while riding on horseback; the injuries resulted in her death at the age of 23.

Hannah’s many admirers included Richard Cary, a colonel in the United States Army who once served as an aide to George Washington during the Revolutionary War. Despite the difference in their ages, the older Cary became a close friend to Hannah. Several years after her death, Cary himself became seriously ill. On his deathbed, Cary made a special request of the Cooper family. He asked that his burial plot be included in the partitioned segment of the Christ Church graveyard, right next to the tomb that housed Hannah’s remains. A religious man with feelings of guilt, Cary had a very specific reason for the request. By being buried next to someone as pure and exemplary as Hannah, Colonel Cary believed that he could literally ride her spirit’s skirt tails into heaven. "She was the best woman I ever knew," said Cary, according to James Fenimore Cooper’s grandson in his book, Legends and Traditions of a Northern County, "and my only chance of getting into heaven is on her skirts." So impressed by the sincerity of the request and his respect for Hannah, the Cooper family decided to make an exception for a non-family member. They allowed Cary to be buried directly to the right of Hannah, presumably (or at least hopefully) facilitating his entrance into heaven.

Other members of the Cooperstown community were not afforded the same privilege as Colonel Cary. The vast majority of Cooperstown citizens, even those respected as doctors or community leaders, were not permitted inclusion in the specially enclosed section of the cemetery, unless they were born or married into the Cooper and Pomeroy clans. In addition, no black members of local society, whether free or slave, could be included in the preferred burial location. African Americans who had lived in Cooperstown were relegated to the less desirable parcel of ground located in the southeast corner of the graveyard, along with the other "commoners" who once resided in the village.

The exclusion of African Americans from the Cooper-Pomeroy burial lot may account for the ghostly tradition of the Christ Church graveyard. According to the legend, those who find themselves in the graveyard at the midnight hour will encounter the ghosts of one or more of the Cooper family slaves. It may just be that the spirits of the slaves, rejected in death as they were during their human lives by the color of their skin and their lack of social stature, continue to look for a rightful place to call their home in the afterlife.


christ church



cooperstown village



thanks, adam! that was great!
more tomorrow!
smell ya later!
todd

dover lights...and rich's brother...!

okay...

had a FANTASTIC time at the albany comic con yesterday; saw LOTS of friends, sold LOTS of haps shirts and squaddie comics...and we even went and did a little late night ghost-hunting...
but i'll hafta tell you all about that on wednesday...

i don't know what i'd've done without rich this year. mr. woodall came through with more great fodder for our halloween blogs than i could've imagined, with the 10 creepy paranormal mysteries you've never heard of and the story about the isle of madness--! great stuff, rich--and, again, thanks!
but i saved the best for last--and he wasn't even trying on this one...just telling me a story of his own.

it came about as we were 'talking' (emailing) about the dover lights, a strange eerie phenomena experienced by the folks down around dover, arkansas.
here's a little backstory on alla that...


Location: Dover, Arkansas

Located about 17 miles outside Dover, Arkansas, the "Dover Lights" can be viewed on almost a nightly basis. Just off of Highway 7, down a lonely, dark stretch of a dirt road, is a scenic area where the lights can be seen from. During the day, this is a beautiful sight, a scene of a green Arkansas valley, still untouched by man. At the base of the valley lays a waterway known as "Long Pool" which is popular for canoeing and fishing. On the other side of Long Pool, is the mountainous area where the lights are seen during the dark hours of the night. At night, the area is very dark with no source of man-made light. It begins to emit a more eerie feeling as darkness falls in and the only light is the moon itself. It is often said that the lights would respond to other sources of light and to sounds.
The "Dover Lights," an unexplained phenomena that appears, flickers and sways in various colors. Some say they are the ghosts of Spanish Conquistadors searching for their lost gold in the Ozark foothills.





so rich sent me this thread of people chatting about the lights...

...and then continued with this story about his brother.
very conversational. and i don't think rich realized how scary this story was while he was writing it.


So... last thing today... http://www.strangeusa.com/ViewLocation.aspx?locationid=1612

I used to live in Clarksville, which is like 20-30 min away, my Dad lived in Dover, I know all the places mentioned in this (read the replies). I never saw the Dover lights myself, cause I've never been up there, but my Brother who went to high school there, and lived around there in his 20s said he's seen the Dover lights... he also has a similar story to one of the guys that commented... he said that he and his buddies used to go up there and just hang out, watch the lights (which I guess are a pretty regular thing)... anyway, he's up there w/ his buddies on the hoods of their truck looking up at the stars. So, he's leaned back, ya know, they're on almost a cliff... there's a wall, and then a steep drop down into the woods... so he can't really see the wall or anything... anyway, he says for some reason he looks forward toward the wall, and he sees this huge shadow kinda watching them... said it's the scariest thing he's ever seen... said it didn't move until it saw that he saw it, then it jumped off the wall strait down the cliff into the woods. He said he's never moved faster! The guys he was with heard the thing smashing down the cliff into the woods, and they jumped... by the time they realized what was going on, my brother says he was already in the truck and had it started. He said he was going in reverse before the last guy could fully get into the truck. He said they tore down the mountain fast and ended up getting a flat tire half way down... said they wouldn't get out of the truck to change the tire they were so scared. He said a cop ended up showing up at 3am and gave them a ride home.

Now just to put that in perspective, when he told me this, I got scared... cause my brother isn't one to scare easily. He's 6'2" was working as a mechanic at the time, so he's built, from moving engines and shit like that around... he's worked as a lobsterman for the last 7 years and has been in prison a couple times. The only thing he's ever been scared of is our Dad, ya know. When he was telling me this story, he was almost white. you could see he was still freaked out.

He says he doesn't know what it was watching them, but the closest thing he could think of was Bigfoot... he said "I don't know if it was a Bigfoot... or a giant man, or what the hell it was, but it was huge... like really big, because it was standing on the wall, and it was just towering over us... and the noise it made going down the mountain... man, I just don't know what the hell it was."



awesome!
great stories, all, rich!
thanks!

once again, i gotta fly outta here!
see ya wednesday with some more about the con...and after the con...
smell ya later!
todd

running out the door~

okay...

running out the door to go do some actual work today.
here are a buncha jpgs that've been floating around my desktop.

more spooky stories on monday!
countdown to halloween!
come see us at the ALBANY COMIC CON this SUNDAY!


















see ya in albany!
have a great weekend!
smell ya later~!
todd

ALBANY COMIC CON--This Sunday!

okay...

first off, thanks to all of you who have been buying up the perhapanauts shirts! they are destined to be the next big thing and we thank you all for getting the ball rolling! as i said the other day, send in your pics of you--or someone you know--modeling your cool new big, choopie, or molly shirts so we can post 'em here on the blog!
here's our good pal--and long-time tellos friend too!--john "figaro" norris stylin' in his new bigfoot t~! (photo by his lovely wife, michelle)




thanks, fig!


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next...

HEY! DON"T MISS THE ALBANY COMIC CON This SUNDAY at the HOLIDAY INN On WOLF ROAD!!!




if you're gonna be in the area, stop by and say hi! i'll be there with all the cool new perhapanauts shwag and piles of super hero squads! also, i think i'm doing a panel or something! then, my friend, james and i are gonna drag luis out to go ghosthunting...yeah, that's what i said, luis! : )


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my lovely and talented casper partner sent this over the other day and i just hadda share it!
funny.



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to keep the paranormal party going, here are a couple of spooky stories gathered from this month's offerings of your true tales over at paranormal@about.com! there are a ton more--go on over and check 'em out!


Creepy Baby Monitor Warning
BY MORALES
By Stephen Wagner, About.com Guide


My baby, our second child, was about 5 or 6 months old in the early summertime, maybe in late April or May. I remember it was quite warm out but not hot like it is in June. We lived in a duplex rental with three bedrooms and one bathroom. The master bedroom was at the end of the hall and this is where the baby was sleeping.

It was around 9:00 p.m. and my oldest daughter, 5 at the time, was asleep on the couch. My husband and I were playing an X-box game. We had a baby monitor to listen to the baby as she slept. The baby had been asleep for about an hour when the the monitor started picking up static. It was not constant static, but in and out a little, not bad enough to pay attention to.

I had gone to the bathroom, and when I came out into the hallway it was very cold. I said something about it to my husband who was in the living room, but he said he was hot. I checked on the baby and covered her up with a blanket, then went back to the living room. Sure enough, it was pretty warm in there.

A little while later, the baby monitor picked up static again, but this time it didn't go away; it stayed staticky for quite a while. I was reaching over to turn the volume down and as I looked at it, the lights all lit up (they normally do light up when noise is transmitted) and then it went silent.

My husband and I just stared at it for a moment, then a voice came through the monitor -- a low, husky voice that gave us both chills. It said, "Get her." We both ran down the hall and into the bedroom where the baby was. Just as we went into the room the baby's blanket literally flew off her like someone pulled it off. My husband grabbed the baby and we ran out of the room. Inside, the whole house was so cold we could see our breath. I got our oldest daughter and we ran out and got in the car and spent the night at my mom-in-law's house.


Strange Spooky Visions
BY SUSAN J.
By Stephen Wagner, About.com Guide

This took place about six years ago, September, 2004, near London, Ontario, Canada. My two dogs and I were in the living room watching TV. I was on the couch and the dogs by my feet. All of a sudden, my dogs started barking.

They got up and stood at the edge of the carpet, barking while looking toward the kitchen. It spooked me because I was the only one in the house. I looked toward the kitchen; just at that time I saw what looked like black smoke. It quickly moved down stairs toward the basement. After that happened, my dogs were quiet. I sat on the couch shaking, not wanting to believe what I just saw.

Another incident happened two years before that in February, 2002. From the back laundry room, there is a very big window. My uncle's house can clearly be seen. He has a patio window that faces my house.

I was doing laundry and just happened to look outside toward my uncle's house. I saw what looked like a little girl standing in front of the patio window. I thought my cousin from The States was visiting. The next day, I walked over to my uncle's to ask him if my cousin was visiting.

I told him I saw a little girl wearing a black dress with white sleeves. He looked at me strangely and said, "Your cousin Michelle was not here." I then asked who was here then wearing those clothes. He said, "There was no one here yesterday." I became spooked again!




see ya friday!
smell ya later~!
todd

island of madness

okay...

here's another creepy story that rich found (a great researcher is that rich...) at awesome mysteries you haven't heard of...

http://www.slightlywarped.com/crapfactory/awesomemysteries/islandofmadness.htm


The Island of Madness

Poveglia Island is one of many island in the lagoons of Venice, Italy but instead of being a place of beauty, the island is a festering blemish in the shimmering sea and is not only regarded as one of the most haunted locations on the planet, but also one of the most evil places in the world. Today no one visits save to harvest the vineyards. Fishermen even steer clear of the island for fear that they will catch human bones in their nets.

The dark history of Poveglia Island began during the Roman Era when it was used to isolate plague victims from the general population. Centuries later, when the Black Death rolled through Europe it served that purpose again. The dead were dumped into large pits and buried or burned. As the plague tightened its grip, the population began to panic and those residents showing the slightest sign of sickness were taken from their homes and to the island of Poveglia kicking and screaming and pleading. They were thrown onto piles of rotting corpses and set ablaze. Men, women, children... all left to die in agony. It's estimated that the tiny island saw as many as 160,000 bodies during this time.

The island has become a putrid area indeed. The soil of the island combined with the charred remains of the bodies dumped there creating a thick layer of sticky ash. The core of the island is literally human remains that has given the island a loathsome reputation, but appears to be very good for the grapevines that are planted there. Think about that next time you partake of Italian wine!

As if the story was not disturbing enough, it gets worse. In 1922 the island became home to a psychiatric hospital complete with a large and very impressive bell tower. The patients of this hospital immediately began to report that they would see ghosts of plague victims on the island and that they would be kept up at night hearing the tortured wails of the suffering spirits. Because they were already considered mad by the hospital staff, these complaints were largely ignored.

To add to the anguish of the poor souls populating this island hospital, one doctor there decided to make a name for himself by experimenting on his subjects all to find a cure for insanity. Lobotomies were performed on his pitiable patients using crude tools like hand drills, chisels, and hammers. Those patients and even the ones who were not privy to the doctor's special attentions were taken to the bell tower where they were tortured and subjected to a number of inhumane horrors.

According to the lore, after many years of performing these immoral acts, the evil doctor began to see the tortured plague ridden spirits of Poveglia Island himself. It is said that they led him to the bell tower where he jumped (or was thrown) to the grounds below. The fall did not kill him according to a nurse who witnessed the event, but she related that as he lay on the ground writhing in pain, a mist came up out of the ground and choked him to death. It's rumored that the doctor is bricked up in the hospital bell tower and on a still night, the bell can be heard tolling across the bay. The hospital closed down.





For a time, the Italian government owned the island, but it was later sold. That owner abandoned it in the 1960's and was the last person to try and live there. A family recently sought to buy the island and build a holiday home on it but they left the first night there and refused to comment on what happened. The only fact that we do know is that their daughters face was ripped open and required fourteen stitches.

Today Poveglia is uninhabited and tourism to island is strictly forbidden. Every now and then the lapping waves on the shore uncover charred human bones.

Several psychics have visited the island the abandoned hospital, but all of them left scared to death of what they had sensed there. Every now and then daredevils dodge the police patrols to explore the island, but everyone who has made it there have refused to return saying that there is a heavy atmosphere of evil and they the screams and tortured moans that permeate the island make staying there unbearable.

One report from a misguided thrill seeker who fled the island says that after entering the abandoned hospital, a disembodied voice ordered them, "Leave immediately and do not return."

They never did.

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on the perhapanauts front; here's that very same rich woodall modeling his very cool new perhapanauts t for us and a couple of shots of craig's very cute, but toothless offspring displaying their fine new threads as well!











if YOU were one of the lucky few who got their orders in early and already have your hot-off-the-presses awesome perhapanauts t, send us a picture of you showing it off! it doesn't have to be a funny or sexy photo shoot--though we'll take those too!--just get a shot of you in your shirt! play with the camera, make funny faces, pick a cool location--it's all good!
send 'em in to me at todd@perhapanauts.com

thanks!
havea good monday!
smell ya later!
todd

big red eye

okay....

continuing with our creepy halloween could-be-true tales...
here's a great cryptid story/report that our pal, mike estelle culled from the awesome site--and magazine--WEIRD NJ!


BIG RED EYE
AFTER A TWENTY YEAR HIATUS, Big Red Eye is back in town. Bigfoot, or Big Red Eye as he is locally known, is no stranger to New Jersey.

He's been prowling about since the turn of the century. There were more than 50 sightings of Bigfoot in the 1970's and these were in Sussex County alone.

Then as mysteriously as Big Red Eye appeared, he dropped out of site for nearly twenty years, only to resurface again recently in isolated appearances, such as the five known sightings on Layton Road in Wantage starting from around 1995.

But this past summer he decided to reclaim his fame and serenade some of the locals with his eerie and haunting screams. Yet nothing he did this summer can come close to what he did back in 1977 on Wolfpit Road.

Over a period of two weeks beginning in late May, these strange moaning sounds filled the night. It always started around 2 a.m. and went on till almost dawn. The wailing noises were almost constant throughout the night, and they lasted for hours.

It was like some kind of huge primate, making these noises, it woke me out of a sound sleep. I had the windows open so I could hear it really well, but I couldn't tell which direction it was coming from. I think it was coming from the direction of Route 284, going out of the borough. It was a terrible moaning, like something out of a horror movie, and it was so intense it just seemed to go right through you. It made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up and my eyes water.




I called my friends to see if they could hear it at their house, which is about a quarter mile away. J.D. Grant recalls "It went on for such a long time, like an hour. It was horrible, just this horrible, blood curdling wailing sound. I've never heard anything like it before, I have heard Coyotes, bears and fox and it wasn't like anything. It was this low guttural sound, it went right through you."

Upon hearing the noise I did some investigating with the help of my brother and found The BFRO web site had quite a selection of Bigfoot vocalizations. Hearing those were frightening and matched almost exactly the cries we had heard. Tristan D. said, "The noise is somewhere between a cow and a bear, with a little monkey mixed in. I have definitely never heard anything like it before." Grant agreed with me that this is exactly what we heard. "The similarities were uncanny," she said.

Another witness to the night of Bigfoot serenades was Chris . He recalls, "It was like 2:30 am, I just got home from work, I heard this low moaning noise, kind of a cry. It was hard to tell where it was coming from because there are a lot of wooded areas. It definitely wasn't a person. Anything that could make screams that loud definitely had to be big. The wailing went on for a long time. I stuck my head out the window to get a better listen and I heard cop cars and boisterous conversation. What was said I couldn't make out. Several shots were fired then silence. The wailing did not start back up again that night, and there was no mention of any of it in the paper the next day."

I saw the lights from the police car Chris heard and I heard the gunshots. Another resident said, "when the noises began my cats started growling out the window. It was very frightening, they've never exhibited behavior like this before, even the neighbors' dogs were barking like crazy."

The only evidence left after these occurrences were a few overturned garbage cans. There were no footprints, but that may have been due to the fact that the ground was not soft enough. Grant recalls a night back in 1996 when she and a friend were walking along Layton road after midnight, when they encountered a creature nearing the side of the road.

"I knew it wasn't a bear, it was too lean and upright; it was humanoid. It had been there the whole time watching us approach, there was no noise. It must have been, otherwise we would have heard something that big crashing through all the underbrush. It was tall and shaggy with red eyes," she said. "The eyes were glowing red from reflected light, not glowing like LED lights or something. It just stood there motionless, arms hanging limply at it's sides. It had no bad intent, it was just creepy. Then of course we ran and we did not look back. I don't care what anybody says, I know what I saw. That is something you don't forget, I definitely did not go back to that spot anytime soon."

Layton Road and the area around it has experienced a lot of developing lately, perhaps Big Red Eye is being forced to find a new home and he was just expressing his frustrations at being evicted, or maybe he got lonely after twenty years in hiding, and he really needs a date. At least he can rest easy knowing his bell bottoms are still in fashion. After some digging in some old newspaper clippings at the library, I found out the contents of a few of the old Bigfoot sightings, such as two men encountering a shaggy creature being attacked by two dogs in a Hainesville swamp. Also, in 1975 a forest ranger walking along a Sussex County Trail encountered a creature about eight feet tall with big red eyes.

A friend of mine tells me that Big Red Eye is infamous for his run-ins with High Point State Park Rangers. He also tells me that is where the name Big Red Eye comes from. I have lived in Sussex County for nearly my whole life and never heard people talk about Bigfoot, but you mention the name Big Red Eye and you would be surprised how many people have seen him or heard of some one who has.
- Vashni D.


as i mentioned, last week we had a great visit down in richmond with matt and suzanne and mom and dad wieringo! great times--matt and suzanne went way out of their way to show us around and make us feel welcome! all the best restaurants, visits to the poe museum and the richmond folk festival, comic book shops (hi, marvin and marsha!), and lots of horror movies! who could ask for more?! lunch on sunday with christian, angie, and lilah was awesome too!

sadly, on sunday, after getting some--i think--great pictures of everyone, i dropped my (cheap) camera and it broke. so i lost all of my shots. but matt sent his over, so at least we have those. (he's a much better photographer than i am anyway...)

if you go over to matt's blog http://mafus.blogspot.com/
you can see more of the pictures and get a much less confusing run-down of what all we did...

but here are a couple so you get the idea...



edgar







the richmond folk-fest!






this is where matt would be...(if we coulda found someone to take our picture...)







there's matt...


gotta go get some work done!
have a great weekend!
smell ya later!
todd

ss watertown

okay...

so, a few weeks ago, in preparation for halloween, i put out the word that i was hoping for some creepy, crazy, spooky stories to get us all in the mood for the 31st. and i'm so glad that so many of you responded! rich woodall hooked us up with the ten creepiest mysteries that you've never heard of...last week and today we have one of several offerings from warren newsom! i've got a couple in from mike estelle, more from rich, and a couple others that will keep us reading throughout the rest of the month!

from warren, a story from paranormal videos.com


The Ghosts of the S.S. Watertown
August 23, 2010 by admin

One of the most famous ghost pictures is that of James Courtney and his shipmate Michael Meehan. The picture was taken from the deck of the S.S. Watertown in 1924 and since that time it has become the most recognized ghost photo in the world.
The two unfortunate sailors who are said to be the spirit faces in the water died while sailing aboard the S.S. Watertown. The huge oil tanker was sailing through the Panama Canal from New York. The seamen were said to have been cleaning an area of the ship that had a lot of gas fumes. Sadly, the two succumbed to the fumes and were then, as was the custom, buried in the Pacific Ocean.
Crewmates of the two dead sailors then began to see the faces of their departed mates in the water following the ship. The Captain of the S.S. Watertown was alerted to these eerie sightings and used the only camera on board the vessel to take pictures of the strange phantom faces.






SS Watertown Ghosts
The Captain is said to have taken the camera and placed it into the ship’s safe for the sake of security and to ensure that nothing happened to the film. When the boat docked, the photos were developed and although five of the pictures failed to reveal anything, the faces did appear in the sixth. Both the Captain and the first mate swore to the authenticity of the film when an investigation was underway.
The faces were only seen while the ship was in the Pacific Ocean, but they were reported to have been sighted on more than one voyage. However, after the crew of the tanker changed hands, the phantom faces never appeared again to any members of the new crew or to any other ships.
Many people have undertaken the challenged of trying to verify if the photo is genuine, or if it has, in fact, been altered in some way. Some investigators now claim that the entire episode was merely a giant hoax. However, if that is the case, what about the crewmen who all claimed to have seen the images? Were they all lying? Was it merely a big hoax? Believers do not think so!

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this past weekend was my birthday and, though i was trying to dodge it, as my friend vera pointed out, you can't dodge it if it's posted right there on facebook, idiot! (well, she was nice enough to leave out the idiot. that was mine.) anyway, i received an almost embarrassing amount of birthday wishes--thank you all so much!--but along with them came these two beautiful birthday pin-ups from kelsie and eleni ladd featuring the perhapanauts!




choopie's birthday wishes!
by eleni ladd



perhapanauts birthday!
by kelsie ladd

thank you so much, eleni and kelsie!
these really made my day!


gotta run!
smell ya later~!
todd

top three creepiest mysteries

okay...

so now we're back on the road and heading back north after a sensational weekend with matt and suzanne!
lots to talk about and a few pictures to show...but later. now it's time to get back home and see how much kayla resents us.

HUGE THANKS to everyone who was kind enough to post birthday wishes on my facebook page! it was great--even though i was trying to skip it!


so here are the final three of the ten paranormal mysteries that you've never heard of...

rich and i loved the second to last one and talked a lot about how creepy we found it.
we'd love to see a movie made of THAT!

enjoy!







3 Chupas








Chupas are mysterious objects, or UFOs, allegedly seen by night in the eastern forests of (mainly) Brazil. They are described as smaller, metallic-like objects that fly about the treetops, making a humming sound like a refrigerator or a transformer. Since most people in the area are poor, they often go out during the night to hunt food, such as deer. To do this, they climb up in trees to await their prey. It is often during this period of waiting that hunters claim to spot the chupas. When seen, chupas are claimed to emit a bright white light. Instead of being “just unidentified objects” or lights, they are alleged to be lethal. In some cases, people claim to have been hunted by them. It is claimed that this often results in all kinds of pain for days (sometimes years) after their experience. It has also been claimed that some people have even died from the alleged lethal beams emitted by the chupas, and that some hunters have tried to shoot at the chupas, with no effect. [Source]



2 SS Ourang Medan






In February, 1948, distress calls were picked up by numerous ships near Indonesia, from the Dutch freighter SS Ourang Medan. The chilling message was, “All officers including captain are dead lying in chartroom and bridge. Possibly whole crew dead.” This message was followed by indecipherable Morse code then one final grisly message… “I die.” When the first rescue vessel arrived on the scene a few hours later, they tried to hail the Ourang Medan but there was no response. A boarding party was sent to the ship and what they found was a frightening sight that has made the Ourang Medan one of the strangest and scariest ghost ship stories of all time.

All the crew and officers of the Ourang Medan were dead, their eyes open, faces looking towards the sun, arms outstretched and a look of terror on their faces. Even the ship’s dog was dead, found snarling at some unseen enemy. When nearing the bodies in the boiler room, the rescue crew felt a chill, though the temperature was near 110°F. The decision was made to tow the ship back to port, but before they could get underway, smoke began rolling up from the hull. The rescue crew left the ship and barely had time to cut the tow lines before the Ourang Medan exploded and sank.

To this day, the exact fate of the Ourang Medan and her crew remains a mystery. [Source]



1 Gef





In September, 1931, the Irving family — James, Margaret and daughter Voirrey (13) — claimed to hear persistent scratching and rustling noises behind their farmhouse’s wooden wall panels. At first they thought it was a rat, but then the unseen creature began making different sounds, sometimes spitting like a ferret, or growling like a dog, or gurgling like a baby. The creature soon revealed an ability to speak, and introduced itself as Gef, a mongoose. It claimed to have been born in New Delhi, India, in 1852. According to Voirrey, who was the only person to see him properly, Gef was the size of a small rat, with yellowish fur and a large bushy tail (the Indian mongoose is in reality much larger than a rat and does not have a bushy tail).

Gef variously claimed to be “an extra extra clever mongoose”, an “earthbound spirit” and “a ghost in the form of a weasel”. He once said, “I am a freak. I have hands and I have feet, and if you saw me you’d faint, you’d be petrified, mummified, turned into stone or a pillar of salt!” Voirrey Irving, who took Gef under her wing, died in 2005. In an interview published late in life, she maintained that Gef was not her creation.


creepy, right?
gotta go!
smell ya later!
todd

a couple more...

okay...

made fantastic time coming dow--i was doing 80 the whole way and there were still cars passing me so--no tickets!
have already had a great couple of days with matt and suzanne (and charlie and toonces...) and mom and dad got here yesterday just before lunch.

i'll post pictures next week~!


for now, here are a couple more of listverse's ten creepy mysteries you never heard of...

or maybe you have...




5 Devil's Footprints







On the night of 8–9 February, 1855, and one or two later nights, after a light snowfall, a series of hoof-like marks appeared in the snow. These footprints, measuring 1.5 to 2.5 inches wide and eight inches apart, continued throughout the countryside for a total of over 100 miles, and, although veering at various points, for the greater part of their course followed straight lines. Houses, rivers, haystacks and other obstacles were traveled straight over, and footprints appeared on the tops of snow-covered roofs and high walls which lay in the footprints’ path, as well as leading up to and exiting various drain pipes of as small as a four inch diameter. There were also attendant rumors about sightings of a “devil-like figure” in the Devon area during the scare. Many townspeople armed themselves and attempted to track down the beast responsible, without success. Recently, on the night of March 12, 2009, more strange marks, corresponding to those left in 1855, were found again in Devon – these new footprints are shown above.





4 Felicia Felix-Mentor







Felicia Felix-Mentor reportedly died in 1907, after a sudden illness of the type that Haitian belief finds to be characteristic of a person marked to be made into a zombie. In 1936, a woman (either nude or in ragged clothing, depending on the source) was found wandering the streets, and made her way to a farm which she claimed belonged to her father. The owners identified the woman as Felicia Felix-Mentor, long thought dead, and Felix-Mentor’s husband also confirmed this. Due to her poor health, she was sent to a government hospital. A doctor who interviewed her described her behavior:

Her occasional outbursts of laughter were devoid of emotion, and very frequently she spoke of herself in either the first or the third person without any sense of discrimination. She had lost all sense of time and was quite indifferent to the world of things around her.


have a great weekend!
smell ya later!
todd

on the road

okay...

as you read this, sharon and i are on the road, driving down to matt and suzanne's to spend a wonderful long weekend with the wieringos. we're somewhere on I-95 as we speak. well...not "speak"--as you read.
whatever.
matt and christian and i, among other things, are all geared up to have a night or two of horror movie mayhem and the girls are gonna do...i dunno, some girly thing. who cares?!? blood! gore! more blood! yeah!

then, after we've got that--or at least some of that--out of our system, we'll be joined by mom and dad wieringo and i guess we gotta behave ourselves. a little.
can't wait--i'm writing this now, on tuesday night, and i can't wait to get going! and we'll be listening to the girl who played with fire all the way down and back and that should be fun too...!

so while i'm here trying to get everything together, i threw together some more entries from the 10 creepiest mysteries you never heard of...

and i'm looking for more scary stories of the strange and/or unusual as we build up to halloween, so send 'em in!
true stories--or ones you heard were true--let's see whatcha got!

8 Freddy Jackson's Ghost




This creepy photo, taken in 1919, was first published in 1975, by Sir Victor Goddard, a retired R.A.F. officer. The photo is a group portrait of Goddard’s squadron, which had served in World War I, aboard the HMS Daedalus. An extra ghostly face appears in the photo. At the back of the airman positioned on the top row, fourth from the left, can clearly be seen the face of another man. It is said to be the face of Freddy Jackson, an air mechanic who had been accidentally killed by an airplane propeller two days earlier. His funeral had taken place on the day this photograph was snapped. Members of the squadron easily recognized the face as Jackson’s. It has been suggested that Jackson, unaware of his death, decided to show up for the group photo. In case you don’t notice the ghost – look behind the head in the inset on the left of the picture. [Source]


7 Overtoun Bridge






The Overtoun Bridge is an arch bridge located near Milton, Dumbarton, Scotland, which was built in 1859. It has become famous for the number of unexplained instances in which dogs have, apparently, committed suicide by leaping off it. The incidents were first recorded around the 1950′s or 1960′s, when it was noticed that dogs – usually the long-nosed variety, like Collies – would suddenly and unexpectedly leap off the bridge and fall fifty feet, to their deaths. In some cases, however, the dogs would survive, recuperate, and then leap off the bridge again. What makes this tragic mystery even more mysterious is that many of the dogs that jump from Overton Bridge jump from the same side and from almost the same spot: between the final two parapets on the right-hand side of the bridge.

Some believe that the bridge is haunted. In 1994, a man threw his baby son off the bridge, claiming that it was the anti-Christ. Later, the man attempted suicide there as well. Was Overtoun Bridge responsible for this tragic event? Some believe that Overtoun Bridge is a “thin place”, where the barrier between the world of the living and the world of the dead meet, and sometimes cross over. [Source]


6 James Worson





On September 3, 1873, a man named James Worson had accepted a challenge to race, in record time, from the town of Leamington to the town of Coventry, a 20-mile trek. He had been boasting of his foot skills and then was asked to prove them, so, with sporting good spirits, he set about to do just that. Two friends, Hammerson Burns and Barham Wise, followed behind in a horse-drawn gig. Burns brought along his camera. Worson was never out of their sight, and would often turn around while running to exchange some friendly words with the two riders. Running in the middle of the road, Worson suddenly appeared to stumble and pitch forward, having time enough for only one short, piercing scream. Wise later said, “It was the most ghastly sound ether of us had ever heard.” But as Worson pitched forward with that terrible cry, instead of falling to the ground as he appeared to be about to have done, he completely and totally vanished in mid-fall, before ever striking the ground. The road itself told the story and Wise took the pictures to prove it. There, in the soft dirt, were Worson’s footprints.They led down the middle of the road, looked as if the runner stumbled, and there they disappeared. A search was called and the locals scoured the area for James. The bloodhounds used in the search were strangely reluctant to approach the spot where Worson disappeared. He was never seen or heard from again. [Source]


okay, more on friday~!
smell ya later!
todd

number 9 and random images...

okay...

it's october now and if you haven't given any thought to your halloween costume, this is your wake up call!
start thinkin' now and make sure that you rock the house come october 31st!

as promised, here's another entry from "10 creepy mysteries you haven't heard of..."
from www.listverse.com courtesy our own, rich woodall...



9 Creepy Gnome





In 2008, a creepy gnome was caught on film in Argentina. Jose Alvarez – who filmed the gnome – told newspaper, El Tribuno, that they caught the creature on film while larking about in their hometown of General Guemes, in the province of Salta, Argentina.

He said: “We were chatting about our last fishing trip. It was one in the morning. I began to film a bit with my mobile phone while the others were chatting and joking. Suddenly we heard something – a weird noise as if someone was throwing stones. We looked to one side and saw that the grass was moving. To begin with we thought it was a dog but when we saw this gnome-like figure begin to emerge we were really afraid.”

Other locals have since come forward to say they have spotted the gnome, and the town has been covered in a pall of fear ever since the first sighting.

watch the clip on youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZD-UXS2mpPk



here are a couple jpgs i've had bouncing around my desktop for the last week or so...

first, from our own warren newsom, an idea he had while watching destination truth or beast legends or both...
the chupaconda








i love this photograph--it's a fantastic nature shot. full harvest moon. hawk perched, watching, looking for dinner to scamper by below...
but if you enlarge it a bit and then look at it from across the room, it almost looks like an eye watching you.
see it?







stolen from my friend, ron boyd's facebook profile pic...or icon...or avatar...
what are we calling them these days?
anyway, i dig this astro-monkey. or chimponaut. or...








i love a good storm...
or, if there's none around, a picture of a storm





have a great monday!
smell ya later!
todd

oct 1

okay...

i guess the big news is obvious--kieran has gone through and given the website a once over, changing up some of the files and facts and adjusting the color scheme! i love a coat of fresh paint and can't thank him enough! thanks, kieran! it looks fantastic!


kieran's also been helping me put together a new website, one for something i've been working on for a while now but wanted to wait til just the right time to put it out there--

--as of today, friday, october 1st, 2010, NORTHERN DUTCHESS PARANORMAL is ready to believe you!

along with several colleagues of mine, each one extremely well-read in one aspect of the unexplained or another, i have formed a research group intent on investigating any strange and/or unusual phenomena here in the mid- to upper-hudson valley. we have each been doing our own private or personal investigations over the years and finally felt that it was time to come together and try to do something good for anyone who might be plagued with less-than-normal events or occurrences.
you can check out our website at

www.northerndutchessparanormal.com


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with halloween coming, i've been looking all over for some cool creepy content to post here on the blog. i've found some cool stuff,. but not enough and i was getting worried.
leave to good ol' rich woodall to come through!! the other day he sent me a link to the ten paranormal mysteries you've never heard of. i'll be posting one of these each post over the next couple of weeks to get you in the spirit--and by the way, whaddaya gonna be for halloween?
i wanna see pictures of perhapa-fans in costume this year! so if you get dressed up, do a brother a favor and take a picture...!


10. shanti deva






In 1930, aged 4, Shanti Deva from Delhi, India, told her parents that she had once lived in a place called Muttra (now known as Mathura), that she had been a mother of three, who died in childbirth, and that her previous name was Ludgi. Because the girl continually related the story, her parents investigated. It turned out there was a village called Muttra, and that a woman named Ludgi had recently died there. They took Shanti to the village where she began to speak the local dialect and recognized her previous-life husband and children. She even gave twenty four accurate statements matching confirmed facts about Ludgi’s life. An impressive feat for a four year old. [Source]




have a great weekend!
smell ya later~!
todd

casper and the spectrals and leanne hannah!

okay...




just got this really nice review from george marston over at newsarama---!


Casper and the Spectrals #3 (Published by Ardden Entertainment; Review by George Marston): Casper the Friendly Ghost may be just about the last character you'd expect to find facing off against demons in an action/adventure comic. Just hearing that premise conjures the image of a direct to DVD movie done in bad CGI, or a mid-nineties "CASPER EXXXTREME" type of comic. Here's the thing; it's actually not that bad. Sure, the idea of Casper, Wendy the Witch, and Hot Stuff getting into scrapes with powerful evil forces is still a little jarring, but really, what actually goes on isn't much of a stretch. The three friends find themselves face to face with an evil spirit, freed from his ancient prison, and trying to take over the realm of magic. They end up overcoming this obstacle with, naturally, teamwork and the power of friendship. Todd Dezago is hardly a newcomer to comics, and he nails the tone, and Leanne Hannah and Kieran Oats turn in some charming art. All in all, this may not quite be the kind of trouble Casper used to get in, but this is a pretty decent kids comic with the same positive vibes that the classic Harvey characters used to throw around.


so casper and the spectrals # 3 finally came out last week and kinda got shuffled around on my radar with all the dark days trade and perhapanauts t-shirt goings-on--(plus the fact that ardden didn't even let US know it was coming out...)

but one thing that i definitely did NOT want to let slip away was a chance to celebrate our own LEANNE HANNAH on the phenomenal job she did with the artwork here! it is just fantastic! i mean, we KNOW that leanne is talented--she's certainly revealed that here on the perhapanauts, on the i-wish-they-would-make more cult sensation Lava-Roid, and, of course, over on bluemilkspecial.com where she and rod provide us with constant laughs at the empire's expense! but leanne was called in at the bottom of the ninth on this one, coming in to bat clean up following the departure of pedro delgado...and, man, she knocked it outta the park!
see, leanne was faced not only with the task of finishing the story, she had to also be aware of the transition from one artist to the next, a shift that can, as history will attest, be incredibly (and sometimes subtly) jarring to the reader. if the change in style or storytelling is drastically obvious, it can ruin the entire story--the entire experience--never to be restored.
leanne was not only attentive to that fact, but worked to maintain the tagger-type style that pedro has while gradually introducing her own. in doing so, she was able to bring so much more emotional power to the climax and resolution of the three-issue journey that i was concerned might be difficult to convey.

so here's to our leanne!

thank you, sweetie, for doing such a wonderful--and thoughtful--job!


go get a copy and see for yourselves!

gotta run!
smell ya later~!
todd

been there, done that...the perhapanauts t-shirts are here!

okay...

BECAUSE YOU DEMANDED IT...!

man, we are in the t-shirt business!

when i posted the pics that craig did the other day, i was just wanting to show you some of craig's awesome art and let you know that we ARE working on more haps! it was while craig was designing these images for our new convention banner that we thought--"hey, these would make some pretty cool t-shirts!" when i casually mentioned that the other day, well...
let's just say that we got a LOT of emails to justify looking into it.

and we didn't have to look far; perhapa-pal don kelly runs a graphic design company that specializes in t's like these and he was quick to get us sete up!

so here they are...Ladies and Gentlemen! Your new PERHAPANAUTS CHARACTER T's!!!!






and we're taking orders starting...now!

kieran is in the process of adding these--and the new trade and the buttons and the latest baltimore comiccon goat-man one-sheet and...to the perhapanauts store, but you can order now by sending an email to

todd@perhapanauts.com
or
craig@perhapanauts.com


here's the stuff craig wanted me to add:

--actual colors mary vary slightly--

-allow 2 to 4 weeks for shipping--

--all 3 in are available adult sizes S, M, L, XL ---- $20 plus $3 shipping ( XXL $22 plus $3 shipping )

children's sizes -- S, M, L, X ---- $20 plus $3 shipping

combined shipping available
shipping applies to domestic sales only--international buyers responsible for extra shipping


2 for $35 plus $3 shipping or 3 for $50 plus shipping


paypal is preferred, but we'll also accept bank or certified checks or personal checks.


so order yours right now!
you KNOW you want all three!
operators are...well, it's us...

shipping is free for orders over $100
(so here's your chance to get all your perhapanauts shwag in one fell swoop!)


be the first in your neighborhood to show that you're a member of the perhapanauts team!


okay, i think i hurt my hype with that one...

order now!

smell ya later!
todd