Two deeply corrupt institutions are being corrupt together?  That checks out

Yeah, sorry, I should have been more clear. I meant David Miscavidge is not in prison. They wouldn’t have put Shelly in wit-sec for, what is it now, almost 20 years? without having her testify already.

God Bless Leah Remini. She may take ages to read out a clue on People Puzzler, but she’s doin’ the Lord’s work with regards to Scientology.

LAPD and Scientology have been in bed for a long time thanks to high society and their inlinks within the department. It’s not exactly a secret that they can make things go away for them in the City.

‘cooked up with unemployed anti-zealots’

Whoa. This was a great story, I’m so glad you shared! I loved this very much. Spooky stuff that.

Okay this is really long but I’m unsure how to shorten it without giving up some details so.

I’ve been reading these for years and never shared my favorite ghost story from my youth ... I’m sure this will get lost, but here we go

I’ve told a different story or two before but honestly this is the last I’ve got. Plus I’m doing it in the month so late I’m not sure many will see it.

So, I know this one isn’t a big deal, but I haven’t liked writing / revisiting it, and am kinda glad I’m posting super late so maybe it won’t really get seen and I won’t get in trouble with who/whatever was in that fucking house.

Yeah, you’re not wrong. Not my friend’s style, though (this now sounds like a massive drip feed for which I apologise) he came late to Christianity on the back of some nasty experiences with the occult. There is a counter argument that what he experienced was combat PTSD and some crappy drugs, but that’s by the by.…

Probably a bit late, and has no real narrative structure. (Thank goodness.)

On Friday night I decided to go do a ghost tour double date with my husband, a co-worker, and her boyfriend. My husband and I got there early and it was a really wonderful set-up- revolutionary war fort out of the city with super old buildings, a campfire, a drinks station, an outdoor movie theater (tragically playing…

Not sure if my story fits in here, but it still gives me the creeps all these years later, so thought I’d share it.

Sent this in late last year...

Miserable haunted house

Today is a sad day.

The Trench

My husband bought me a dachshund puppy, a few months before we got married, and he was my best friend. Walt was the sweetest, most loyal and precious dog. He was my constant shadow and my sidekick. When we brought our daughters home, I never did a late-night feed alone, he was always curled at my feet. He doted on the…

I posted late sometime in one of the Halloweens of the pandemic blur but was inspired to post again because it feels like there aren’t as many this year? Getting the creeps already thinking about this.