I stayed with my college boyfriend for 7 years because a divination board said we were soul mates. And it built an elaborate story over years about astral realms involving various characters. Books on magick—with a k were involved. When we broke up he said he made it all up. The only scary part was how gullible I am I…

Catholic priest was right on the money. It’s like taking a chance on writing a bunch of prisoners--most of them probably are okay, but do you really want to hit upon a Jeffery Dahmer?

OK. SO. I am what you’d call an open skeptic. I think most “experiences” of a supernatural variety have very mundane, even boring explanations. Maybe even all of them. I gravitate towards those mundane causes as a rule. But I’m open to the idea of there being something else going on that we’re not capable of seeing or…

In high school I had a big group of friends, and we used to ouija a lot. I figured out it was bullshit when we asked it some cheeky dating questions, and a cute guy I liked steered the pointy thing to say that I should marry him. We started dating soon after. Didn’t stay together, but we’re still friends. And I know…

I love this story soooo much.

My mother loved things like ouija boards and fortune tellers, but she cautioned her daughters NEVER to have anything to do with them, because whatever power there was in them didn’t come from God. In retrospect, that says volumes about my mother’s sense of damnation.

I played around with one with some friends (one at a time) when I was in my early 20s. I always had a heavy feeling in my belly when we “summoned” the spirit.

German agnostic here. We played this as teens, although not with an actual boatd, but with pieces of paper and an empty glass (it’s actually called Gläserrücken in German).

I was never allowed one as a kid because my mother says they had to BURN ONE when she was growing up. I guess things got weird around the house.

The priest is right.

Come now, lets loose ourselves in conspiracy theories. The only possible explanation for Stephen Miller is his creation in a Nazi lab in the Brazilian jungle by someone with access to Goebbels DNA.

Pictures of Stephen Miller will never not cause a full body shiver. Dude is that creepy.    

No Ouija stories, but I am here for the Chicago Catholic nostalgia. 

Don’t have any. But I tried to shield a friend’s board once because I was worried about her and felt like my brain was being sucked into something. I dunno, but I never liked them since. 

And a current PTA officer at his kid’s new school (my kid’s school). He’s. The. Worst.

What a horrible thing to have happen to you, on so many counts. I am in awe of you coming forward and telling your story, when I’m sure so many people would just want to forget about it as much as possible. And good for you for enrolling in law school - as much as I tell people NOT to, this is one of the rare…

I feel like I’m confessing to treason with Russia here as I whisper this

Welcome to the resistance against the tyranny of painful shoes, comrade!

Not gonna lie, I would buy and wear these out in public if they’re as comfortable as the crocs I only dare to wear around the house. At some point in life you have to decide whether you want to look glamorous and limp home with half your errands done or look okay and stay on your feet until everything is crossed off…

She’s a woman who was given the option to continue nursing while performing her job. How is that not awesome? She was able to care for her child while earning her paycheck. She walked out there like “no big deal, just a baby on the boob” because it is no big deal.