New Blog
By Matt
So this is our new blog! This will be used for anything. If I feel like coming on here and just telling you about my day, then so be it. If Thea wants to come on here and tell us a funny joke, fine.
I just thought that it was about time we had something to just post on. I know we got a guestbook, chat room, and forum, but this is more or less just for us. We'll keep you updated here on our lives or whatever we want. Plus, it'll be good for those times when we're not that busy, like over winter. We can still keep you up to date easily with the blog. You don't have to read it, but you can if you want. This is for us.
So with that out of the way, I have to share this. I was at my favorite bar last night talking with folks that I know well, and sharing my last ghost hunting time with them. It was kind of interesting and a pain in my rear end at the same time. One guy was interested. The lady listening to me tell what happened, as it seemed, kept trying to stump me on ghosts, and kept trying to prove me wrong. I don't know why, because she's into this stuff too. But that's the way it seemed to me.
I don't know. So much for hanging out at the bar and kicking back a few before going home.
So this is our new blog! This will be used for anything. If I feel like coming on here and just telling you about my day, then so be it. If Thea wants to come on here and tell us a funny joke, fine.
I just thought that it was about time we had something to just post on. I know we got a guestbook, chat room, and forum, but this is more or less just for us. We'll keep you updated here on our lives or whatever we want. Plus, it'll be good for those times when we're not that busy, like over winter. We can still keep you up to date easily with the blog. You don't have to read it, but you can if you want. This is for us.
So with that out of the way, I have to share this. I was at my favorite bar last night talking with folks that I know well, and sharing my last ghost hunting time with them. It was kind of interesting and a pain in my rear end at the same time. One guy was interested. The lady listening to me tell what happened, as it seemed, kept trying to stump me on ghosts, and kept trying to prove me wrong. I don't know why, because she's into this stuff too. But that's the way it seemed to me.
I don't know. So much for hanging out at the bar and kicking back a few before going home.

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