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Creepy voices from Frank’s Box in Lizzie’s house

It’s midnight, and Christopher Moon is hunched over his laptop computer in the cold, dark basement of the Lizzie Borden Bed & Breakfast. He says he is listening to the voices of the dead.

Initially, there are no surprises. Moon first heard the voices earlier that night, two floors up, in the bedroom where Abigail Durfee Gray Borden was hacked to death with a hatchet in August of 1892. Now, he is playing back the audio of that session so he and a room of paranormal investigators can hone in on not only what was said, but who said it.

The words are choppy and abrasive to the ear as they are blasted from a set of speakers, but everyone is in rapt attention. The group hears static, white noise and occasional fragments from local radio stations, all picked up by a wooden, cigar box-like machine adorned with knobs and packed with wires – a device Moon calls the Telephone to the Dead.

But every few seconds, between and over all the noise, throaty voices, almost urgent in their clarity and speed, spout specific answers to direct questions. The voices are distinct, consistent and almost jolting in the way they stand out from the clatter.

via Our Strange World.

March 27, 2010 Posted by | ghost, Strange | Comments Off on Creepy voices from Frank’s Box in Lizzie’s house

Dead Counseling

Dutch prisons are employing psychics to put jailed criminals in touch with their dead relatives.

Paul van Bree, a self-styled “paragnost” or clairvoyant, has been hired to teach prisoners how to “love themselves”.

“I tell them that dead relatives are doing well and that they love them. That brings them peace. Big strong men burst into tears,” he said. Mr van Bree, who also publishes annual predictions of the future, claims to be from a long line of clairvoyants, including his mother and grandmother.

He told De Tijd magazine that he is not the only psychic healer employed by the Dutch justice ministry.

via Ananova – Psychics help prisoners contact the dead.

Prison officials say,  “This is not something which fits in our treatment field.”

March 27, 2010 Posted by | ghost | | 1 Comment

Can You Go To Hell For Committing Sacrilege On A MacBook?

There’s a possibility that I have committed sacrilege. I have an Apple thirteen inch MacBook that is about two or three years old. When I bought it and opened the box it was a thing of beauty—even the packaging was “real purty.” Colorful and bright, shiny screen. The speakers were a little on the wimpy side but earphones fixed that.

After I had been using it about a month a small piece of the case broke off, just cracked and fell off. Hmmm. After about six months I noticed that the beautiful white case was looking a little yellow and it is now a pale cream color. And it was running a little slow but it was probably always that way. After all it is sort of underpowered but what can you expect for $1200?  Well, not to worry. Leopard was due out and when I upgraded to Leopard from Tiger all would be well, right? Right??

So I plunked down the price of Leopard and installed it. Ah. A fresh breeze blew through the room. The speed improved and the screen looked a little brighter, but that was probably just my imagination, sort of like how a freshly washed car always seems to run better.

Then one day I noticed that it got uncomfortably hot to hold on your lap. No problem. I started using a laptop desk. Bit awkward to carry around but doable and it didn’t roast my legs. Wait a second. Is that a slight bulge in the battery?

Next the screen looked a little dark. Oh, well, I must have accidentally turned the brightness down but no, it was almost all the way up. I would have turned it all the way up but that’s when that little flicker started. So I adjusted my attitude instead. Steve Jobs would be proud.

Then the Snow Leopard OS came out, the price was right and I bought a copy and installed it. Whoops! There must be something wrong with my HP printers. They don’tt work anymore. But no again. Apple in their wisdom decided to omit a bunch of drivers and my printers were among the casualties. Their solution (and HP’s as well)? Buy a new printer. After a month of howls of righteous indignation from all quarters, especially businesses,  Apple and HP, working together,  put rewritten drivers back in. Now all was golden in the world of Apple…right?

No. Now the Mickey Mouse designed touch pad switch was sticking. The “fix” was to turn the MacBook off, turn it upside down, remove the battery  and tap on a small round rubbery plug under the battery. That worked a couple of times and then nothing would budge it. So I added a mouse. Good thing Steve saw fit to still include three USB ports. (See? Apple does still love you. Now be Quiet.)

And that, dear friends, was the end and here is the sacrilege part. My MacBook now has a shiny new OS…PCLinuxOS…and it runs beautifully, better than it ever has. The touch pad switch still doesn’t work, of course, but the screen is once again bright, is easy to read, and doesn’t flicker, battery life is improved by about 10% and the little cream colored computer is noticeably faster. It’s also been replaced for daily use by an HP laptop, running Windows 7, that cost half as much as the MacBook, has a twice as fast processor, five times as big a hard drive,three times as much RAM,  a bigger screen and, wonder of wonders, a two button touchpad and it will take my camera’s SD card directly.

So why didn’t I take it to an Apple Store? Because the nearest one is 200 miles away and I didn’t fancy a 400 mile trip to get it fixed or replaced.

Maybe I should write a letter to Steve and tell him how I solved the case of the overrated and overpriced MacBook.

Nah. I don’t think so.

March 27, 2010 Posted by | computer, DIY | , | 1 Comment