411 for ghosts, Battle of the Bands, and I'm in a...

411 for ghosts, Battle of the Bands, and I'm in a Pickle

http://indianaparanormal.com/haunted.html  not a ghost hunter.

Anywho, The Eerie is where bad hair bands go to die.  Literally.  I don't want to give you any more than that, but suffice it to say you haven't seen a Battle of the Bands like this one before.  God help you if you have.  I got a late start today, thanks to troubling dreams about cranberries (Tim's) and handguns (mine).  Yep, we're sick as hell.  I'm postponing writing the battle scene until tomorrow, for that reason, but fear not, I've got some fun stuff in store for the blogosphere today!

Today's Dr. Who reindeer graphics (if they appear on your screen one at a time, please make sure and scroll through, for the win!) herald the arrival of one Mr. Axel Howerton, Time Lord, Bad-Ass Dad, and veeeeeeery cool writer.  You will like him, I promise!  Let me rephrase that.  You will like him, or leave this blog immediately.  I feel that strongly about it.

Watch for details about the Pickle Party, coming right up!  (ooof)  There is just no easy way to talk about the Pickle, is there?

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