"Sloth," a character in "The Goonies"

O’DONNELL: Childhood Fears Revisited

"Sloth," a character in "The Goonies"

As a young boy one of my favorite movies was “The Goonies.”  There was only one aspect of this film I hated. This part gave me nightmares. The aspect of “The Goonies” I despised was the character of Sloth.

This freakishly deformed creature was another addition to my collection of childhood fears. It’s bizarre that later in life I would come to love horror movies and be the writer of a blog centering around the paranormal.

An illustration of the Krampus

Every Christmas, my family would receive mail order books describing customs from around the world. It was the installment about Holland that first introduced me to Krampus. According to Krampus.com, the horned demon acts as St. Nicholas’ sidekick. While St. Nick would reward the good boys and girls with treats and toys, Krampus would haul off the bad ones in his sack back to his mountain top lair. My fear increased after my older brother left me a bedside note from Krampus warning me I was about to meet the fate of being hauled away.

My brother continued his mission of terror on my psyche. One vacation, he warned me of sharp toothed hillbillies. These men were not the friendly “Larry the Cable Guy” types. The hillbillies were blood thirsty cannibals. To this day I cannot watch “The Beverly Hillbillies” without having a severe panic attack.

There is an individual who has frightened small children for countless years, Santa Claus. Weeping tots are forced onto the lap of this red suited maniac. All of this doesn’t begin to touch on his mischievous doings. Every year, he breaks into homes to steal cookies and milk. Parents allow this theft probably out of their own fears. Until someone stops this Santa Claus, his swindling with continue on.

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Claustrophobia is something that runs in my family. Beware if you get all of us in an elevator because there will be trouble. This fear steaming from my childhood has contributed to my fear of coffins. Of course there is the whole morbid reminder of death, but in this case, my fear is something deeper. The thought of being trapped in a cramped space for all eternity is almost too much to handle.

Another fear from my childhood is basements. To me, those places are just little harbors of evil and darkness. Besides holding piles of old junk like old wrestling action figures basements are nothing but dark corners and full of strange noises. As a kid, I would avoid venturing down to the basement at all costs.

A classic childhood fear is worrying about monsters dwelling under the bed or hiding in the closet. The culprit of these fears are generally blamed on a monster known as “The Boogeyman.” This fear at least has a common line of defense. When these fears strike, simply yank the blankets over your head. Some how this method transforms cloth sheets into shelters made out of kevlar.

"Billy Goats Gruff" Illustration

Finally, the last of my childhood fears comes from an old fairy tale. When I was young, reading “The Billy Goats Gruff” was like watching one of the “Saw” movies. The troll’s quest to stop the goats from crossing the bridge left me in horror. When I think back, I imagined the growling voice of the troll sounded something like Micky Rourke after smoking a pack of cigarettes.

To some, my childhood fears may seem foolish. Before you start passing judgments, I ask you to think back to the fears you had as a kid. It could have been clowns, monkeys or old photographs of Abraham Lincoln.

Jordan O’Donnell

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O’DONNELL: There is more to fear in Ireland than leprechauns

Ireland is a gorgeous land of green rolling hills.  I’ve never been there, but I’ve been told from those who have that it’s a must-see location.  I also have been told the Irish people are fun loving and welcome visitors with open arms.  It’s almost a tourist attraction in itself to mingle with the locals. One group of ladies, however, should be avoided.  The howling banshees only spell trouble to those who encounter them.

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According to folklore, the banshees are sinister, ugly spirits who visit homes bringing the news of impending doom.  The Oxford Celtic Dictionary describes them as “gruesome hags” bringing death to Irish families.  The dictionary also goes into describing their red eyes caused by constant screaming and crying.  Their blood curdling scream is also detailed.  Commentators are cited as comparing the wails to that of a “dog baying at the moon.”

Banshees are not spirits that will invade your home to cause any direct harm. Underworld.com says Banshees will just stare through your windows for hours and sometimes day.

Having a banshee haunting is not only unnerving but makes it very uncomfortable to change clothes.  No one wants to change in front of a screaming apparition.

What exactly is a banshee?  Underworlds.com wonders that they may be devils in constant agony, mourning the souls that have left them behind to go onto heaven.  This theory almost makes me have sympathy for the banshees.  Perhaps they are not demons but lonely souls with an excessive desire for accompaniment.

Though banshees have their roots in Ireland, the United States is not safe either.  Underworld.com reminds residents in all countries that the banshees are believed to follow the Irish who immigrate to other nations. Next time you look out your window, don’t immediately call the police.  It might not be Lindsey Lohan trying to break into your liquor cabinet.

One would think the Irish have suffered enough from the hardships of the potato famine.  The banshee proves the people of the Emerald Isle have something new to worry about.  Before making any plans tomorrow, take a look out the window and make sure no banshees are lurking about. If one of the screaming hags is occupying your yard, you may want to go ahead and cancel any lunch plan you have for the next day.

Jordan O’Donnell

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GREENWELL: Remembering Joy Wellman

Joy Wellman

Most of you know what we cover here on the Searchlights blog. If you don’t, refer to the tag line: “Shining a bright light on what to do after dark.”

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We talk about going out, eating, drinking (sometimes a little too much), and entertainment. One of the places I always frequent in Quincy for a great time is Spring Street Bar, and there’s a single reason why I end up there 9 out of 10 times: to bogard the jukebox and see my friend, Joy Wellman.

Joy was a bartender at Spring Street. She also was a brilliant dancer; a Chicago Cubs enthusiast; a beauty pageant winner; a student teacher; an avid Beatles, Wilco and Radiohead fan; my best friend’s aunt (he always refers to her as his sister); and my close friend. Sadly, Joy’s life ended suddenly last week due to a tragic accident.

I was lucky enough to meet Joy early in my life through my best friend, Jordan Sparrow. Aside from hanging out, Jordan and I have worked together on many collaborations of music and art, and Joy, along with the whole Wellman-Sparrow family, has always been in the background with warmth, constructive criticism and support.

As a testament to Joy’s character, I knew that she was more than “my friend’s aunt” from the moment we met. In fact, I never refer to her in that way. When I introduced her as “Aunt Joy,” I did so because the term “aunt” was ironic. Regardless of her familial title, Joy was so full of vibrancy and youth that I always consider her my peer. We drank together, we went to concerts together, and we enjoyed each other’s company every time we were together. The word friend, to me, is really just a term used to describe the combination of loyalty to and comfort level one has with another person. I had the utmost respect for Joy. I would do anything for her, and I know this sentiment was reciprocated. I could say anything around her. I can’t define the word friend any better than the relationship I had with Joy.

Music has always been a very large part my life, whether it was listening to it or creating it, and I’ve always been very critical of the music I listen to. It’s hard to find others with that same level of appreciation. One thing (among several) I loved about Joy was her appreciation for good music. Joy’s incredible taste defined her. She used to say, “if a girl doesn’t like the Beatles, you can’t trust her.” I find this to be true. Some of my best memories of Joy are accompanied by songs. She used to call us up and ask us to come to Spring Street while she was working because she wanted us to take over the jukebox. She would light up with the start of each new song we played. I loved watching all the people that came to Spring Street just to see her. She had a smile that made you feel as though she had been waiting for you to enter the room the entire night, whether you went to her house to listen to records or you walked into Spring Street on a packed Friday or Saturday evening.

I’m also attracted to people who are intellectually stimulating. At Joy’s funeral, her nephew, Jordan’s brother, Sam Sparrow, said it best: “You could never have an argument with Joy, only a conversation.”

Joy, left, with the Sparrow Family

Joy had the most open of minds. She was well read and worldly. We used to sit out and smoke cigarettes and talk for hours about anything. You were in a safe intellectual space with Joy, and, more often than not, her perspective gave each exchange a layer of depth. I’ve talked to her about everything from the loss of my grandfather to the fact that Nickleback may in fact be the single driving force of the radio rock apocalypse. Whether Joy agreed with you or not, she was happy to sit down and talk, and, if you both walked away with a better understanding of anything (which you often did), well, that was just one of the perks.

I’ve spent the last week with Joy’s family and friends. I’ve seen firsthand all the lives she’s touched. This week, I found out that Heinze Dance Academy, where she used to dance, created an award back when she attended called “The Joy Award” to honor a student of outstanding talent, grace and dedication. This award is given to a student every year. I didn’t know this until now because Joy was  modest. She would not boast about her accomplishments. Instead, she would intently listen and honor the accomplishments of the people around her.

I miss Joy. I know she appreciated honesty, so I admit that I’m sad, confused and frustrated, as are many people, but I also know that she would never want me to feel this way, especially for her.  She had an infectious and consistently heartening disposition. Jordan told me Joy really liked a song by Wilco called “How to Fight Loneliness.” According to Wilco, you just “smile all the time.”

That’s what I intend to try to do, and I hope you do too. Jordan told me that’s what Joy would really want most of all.

Eric Greenwell

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DREASLER: Not So Undecided About The Undecided

The Undecided

Once again, I made the trek down to Hannibal this weekend. I’m not going to lie, I spent most of my weekend in Hannibal. From Thursday night’s Media match volleyball tournament, to the fireworks on the 4th, and the bands playing live in Tanyard Gardens.

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I covered the event Saturday night at National Tom Sawyer Days in Tanyard Gardens, where The Undecided was playing. My experience with the show was interesting, to say the least. As I was walking in to the venue, I told security who I was, and they had no idea who I was, and told me that “The Local Q” was down further that way (as she points to the mud volleyball tournament), I kindly explained to her that I was with the media and would be covering the band that night. I didn’t have my press pass with me to show her, as I forgot it in my car, and that I needed to get in ASAP. Looking at me with definite doubt in her eyes, she let me in.

I mingled my way through the crowd that had not yet congregated yet and made my way behind stage to ask the stage manager where I could find the lead singer of The Undecided. He pointed across the way, and that’s when I courageously broke into the middle of men talk and begged for an interview. Luckily, I didn’t actually have to beg, the lead singer, Don Sandidge, was extremely nice. He is one of the very few artists who actually take the time to ask me where I am with my life, how I got this gig, and things of that nature. I was quite impressed with him. He was very down to earth, and by no means did he seem to be stuck on his own ego.

My interview with Don was over, and we just mingled for a little bit, me asking questions about previous tours they have done, and learning that this band has actually opened for Poison! I was impressed. They actually had a new CD they were releasing that night, and Don was kind enough to give me a copy. To be honest, I normally wouldn’t have opened the CD right away and listened to it. Knowing me, it would get shoved in the trunk of my car, and misplaced somewhere throughout my room, or lost on my many trips I make between Quincy and Atlanta. However, I did put this CD in, and listened to it. I was actually quite surprised at what I heard. Not only were there the very hard rock songs, but also some slow ballads. This is where I truly got to hear the vocal talent that this group possesses. I would definitely recommend this band, and not only is the music good, and entertaining, but the people who put on the show are very accommodating as well. It’s always nice to get to meet the artists and see that they are people too.

Check out a brief video below of Don and some other attendee’s:

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Jenny Dreasler

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GREENWELL: Update: Riverside Smoke House

A while back I posted a blog about Riverside Smoke House in Canton, Mo.

Just a quick review—I took my girlfriend to Riverside on a Saturday for her birthday. I had a delicious pick two meal, which consisted of BBQ pulled pork and brisket as the main course, corn bread, cinnamon apples, a fully loaded sweet potato and corn on the cob.

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We went back this Sunday for lunch with family, and, to my surprise, we got even more than we bargained for (if you can imagine) with a smaller bill, so I thought I’d provide this quick update:

Every Sunday Riverside has an all-you-can-eat lunch buffet beginning at 11 a.m. Best of all, the buffet consists of just about everything on their normal dinner menu—from salad to smoked beef and pork—for only $8.99. We loaded up plate after plate with steamed and seasoned green beans, potatoes, cottage cheese, fruit, pulled pork, breaded shrimp, smoked chicken, etc. The list of sides and entrees goes on for quite a while. We also had a desert with freshly baked, double fudge brownies covered in walnut chunks and chocolate sauce.

Riverside was a great place for a date because the food was both outstanding and inexpensive. Well, I guarantee we ate more for less this time around. I’ve only been over to Riverside twice, and I wish I could say I visit more frequently. It keeps getting better and better. I know I’m going to miss it after I move to Idaho.

Riverside Smoke House is located at 305 Lewis Street. For more info about services, menu and weekly specials, call (573) 288-3986 or access their website. Hours of operation are Monday-Thursday, 6:30 a.m.-9 p.m.; Friday, 6:30 a.m.-11 p.m.; Saturday, 8 a.m.-11 p.m.; Sunday, 8 a.m.-8 p.m.

Eric Greenwell

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DREASLER: When In Warsaw…

I can not tell you how EXCITED I am for this weekend. I get a day off work,  and I can’t believe it’s already the 4th of July!

There are tons of things to do around town … most of which you probably already know about: Tom Sawyer Days in Hannibal, and the annual Quincy firework celebration being held at the Illinois Veterans Home. (Not at the river this year.) Which for those of you don’t know, it used to be held at the Vet’s home long ago… well long before I was born, and this year is the home’s 125th anniversary, so it will be held there this year, and rightfully so.

If you aren’t in the immediate Hannibal/Quincy area, and you don’t know of anything to do, besides setting off your own fireworks … which may I remind you Quincyans, you can’t shoot them off within city limits. Good thing, I don’t live in city limits. Note to sister: Don’t buy the crappy little $20 firework packs, they just got us a bunch of sparklers and poppers. Never. Again.

But I digress … this weekend there are other things to do if you aren’t planning on staying in Quincy or Hannibal.

Up at the Warsaw Fairgrounds, the Warsaw Community Coalition will host its Independence Day Concert on Sunday, July 3. If you aren’t sure exactly where this is, it’s at 1121 Francis Sartory Road, Warsaw IL. Plug it in your Garmin if you’re as directionally challenged as I am. It should get you there … but if it’s like mine, it will tell you to do things like “Take a ferry to get from St. Louis to Quincy”… Yeah.

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It starts at 4:30 p.m. and goes until 11:30 p.m. The concert will feature Emily Riesen, Jerad Harness and Blackgrass, Staggard and Bocephus Casey. To be honest, I have no idea who they are, but I’m getting the idea, they could be some type of rock band-ish type groups. But, I could be wrong. Feel free to correct me. Google, didn’t exactly turn up the best results on them. But I’m sure they will provide great entertainment.

All ages are welcome, bring lawnchairs/blankets, etc. Gates will open at 4 p.m. Admission is only going to be $10. Kids 12 years old and younger are $5. The advertisement said to bring “appropriate” ID. Whatever that means. I guess it means to all you parents of 13 years olds who are upset you can’t a discounted price anymore, you need to cough up an extra $5 bucks. Well, or you could make your kid chip in since it’s their fault they turned 13 and all. Either way, make sure you bring ID’s they will be checking.. and no FAKES either.

Food and beverages will be very inexpensive, as no outside food or beverages will be allowed. T-shirts, souvenirs, and CD’s will also be available. Proceeds will help to fund future projects by the WCC, including the 2012 Warsaw Bicentennial.

Sounds like a great community activity to take part in, not to mention, Warsaw is a very pretty little antique town. I would highly recommend going to this event.. who doesn’t love fireworks, food and drinks. Well, and for my sake they better be serving more than just beer…margarita’s please!

For additional information email: warsawchili@gmail.com

Jenny Dreasler

Cemetery

O’DONNELL: A Horrified Summer Vacation

Summer has officially come and it is time to pack up the kids and head out on a family vacation.  Many will be planning cruises and ventures to theme parks while others will be visiting historical landmarks around the country. If you happen to be sick of waiting in endless lines for rides or watching your children being bored to death at museums, then perhaps you should take a different approach this summer. Enjoy the season by hitting the road to visit some filming locations of the most legendary horror movies.

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This summer marks the release of the latest “Pirates of the Caribbean” starring Johnny Depp. What better way to celebrate the actor’s career than by visiting the sight of his first major role in a feature “Nightmare on Elm Street.” The house at 1419 North Genessee Road in West Hollywood, Calif., is home to one of the film’s most epic scenes. It was here where Freddy Krueger disposes of the handsome Depp by reducing him to nothing more than a fountain of blood. Unlike visiting museums or historic monuments, don’t worry about the kids sleeping through this attraction. Actually after they learn the story of Freddy Krueger, don’t plan on them sleeping for the rest of the vacation.

Just outside Pittsburgh, Penn., in Evans City, Director George A. Romero and his crew filmed the opening scenes of “Night of the Living Dead” in the town’s cemetery.  This location kicked off the zombie classic with the main character, Barbara watching her brother mutilated by one of the undead. Evans Cemetery is a potential fun photo opportunity for the entire family. Gather the brood and strike your best zombie pose. The picture will be a nice addition to a photo album already filled with boring shots of the kids crying on Santa’s lap and relatives no one has seen in years.

Simi Valley, Calif., is filled with many beautiful homes. No one would ever guess that on Roxbury Street where a sweet little home rests with a perfectly manicured lawn was the set for the frightening film, “Poltergeist.” My mother ranks this as the film that has frightened her most over the years. I, personally, cannot watch it  by myself.  Though it is said in the movie, the home itself is not actually built on an Indian burial ground, so don’t worry about bringing any evil spirits home with you. With that said, it should also be noted that there have been long standing rumors surrounding the film’s production being cursed. Fans of the film will be delighted to see the home looks just like it was portrayed, but I still would advise any photos be taken from the safety of the opposite side of the street.

The next destination proves you do not have to visit a roller coaster filled amusement park to see a place with a history cemented in projectile vomiting. At 3600 Prospect St. in Georgetown, Washington, D.C., stands “The Exorcist” house.  The site of the building alone immediately brings flashes of some of the films scariest scenes. Before venturing out to see this location, make it a theme filled day. Start off by attending church; this is partly for protection. Next, sit the whole family down for a delicious lunch of split pea soup. Those familiar with the production of “The Exorcist” will get the importance of this meal selection. Finally, make your way to the possessed house itself. I suppose since you will be near Washington you could visit other landmarks of importance, but in my opinion, The Smithsonian can wait.

The final vacation destination of the list holds a special place in my heart. The film Halloween follows the tale of Michael Myers, a psycho serial killer hellbent on killing babysitters. The film takes place in fictional Haddonfield, Ill. I’ve always loved this film and have dressed up as Michael Myers for more than one Halloween party. In the film, when Michael returns to Haddonfield, he takes refugee in his rundown childhood home. The house is actually located in Pasadena, Calif., on 1000 Mission St. Now that Michael Myers no longer occupies the residence, a far scarier resident has taken over . . . a chiropractor. The serial killer is gone but the sound of popping bones still resonates.

Summer is the time to enjoy the company of family and make memories. This year think outside of the box and don’t just go with the flow. While all the other kids will be talking about taking pictures with Micky Mouse or being dragged to the Grand Canyon, you can take pride that your children will have dramatic tales of zombies, evil spirits and maniacs dwelling in boiler rooms. Granted, you may have to pay a few therapy bills, but the memories will be worth it.

Jordan O’Donnell

A scene from "The Schwag" concert at the State Room

DREASLER: When Jenny Met Jimmy

A scene from "The Schwag" concert at the State Room

Yet another concert, yet another interview, and yet another…oh, who am I kidding? This assignment was by far the most fun I have had working for The Local Q thus far. I’ll just get straight into it.

First I showed up with my camera crew, which consisted of my shy friend. I had a long day working for the TV station, and had stopped by the newspaper to catch up on some work. So, this was my third job in one day. I was tired. Little did I know, this would be the highlight of my day!

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We went upstairs to meet the band that was playing that night at The State Room, The Schwag. They are a Grateful Dead Tribute Band. I had only heard of The Grateful Dead because that is my professor from college’s favorite band, and I mean favorite. Like we get extra credit questions based on this band. Anyway, I trekked upstairs to the “Cast” portion of the state room. I walked into a quaint little room with purple walls and comfy little couches where the performers would sit before their show. I finally got to meet Jimmy Tebeau, one of the members of the band, whom I had talked to the week before to set up the interview. He said I would recognize him by his hair. When I saw him, I knew it was him … long dread locks — even longer than my hair — and he just looked like a band member. Those of you who follow The Schwag or any other band like them, you know what I mean. He had this swagger to him that was captivating, and his bandmates were just as equally enthralling. I know this wasn’t actually The Grateful Dead I was interviewing, but I still felt like I was in the presence of royalty.

Talking with Jimmy was quite entertaining. I thoroughly enjoyed spending time getting to know Jimmy and is band. He told me about all the different tours they had been on and the experiences they have had. Some of which aren’t suitable for print, and were definitely off camera. Sorry guys, that’s one of the perks of the job! That really made me feel like I wasn’t a burden on his time, and deep down these bands are people too. Not fame hungry musicians who have no time for the media. So to the band, I sincerely thank you!

The interview went off without a hitch, minus my many outtakes, filled with a few ­­­­ — ok, a lot — of mono-syllable words when I would forget or stumble over my lines. Thank you editing. After the interview with the band, we went downstairs to set up for the show.

We sat and watched the show, and ran into Tommy Van Ness, who basically started the Local Q along with Jessica M. Martin-Cate. We went with him upstairs to get some shots of the band from up above, and bingo. It hit me. I was going to do my tag out (my goodbye from the event on-camera) from the roof top of the state room! I mean, there is a life-sized window, that’s open, and leading to the rooftop, I’m going to go out it. So, thank you Tommy for helping me to stumble upon this idea. It turns out the volume was a little messed up from the rooftop scene. I still used it in my video, but beware of a little static feedback. I really think the shot was cool, so I would have used it even if there was no audio at all. I mean, come on, I was on a roof.

After I was done messing around on top of a roof, that may or may not have been completely stable, I came back inside, only to meet another popular local band, Harlot. I was introduced to the group and snapped a few pictures of them. They are playing at Kutter’s this weekend.

My time at The State Room was an amazing time. I was surrounded by a sea of tie-dyed shirts and Grateful Dead enthusiasts. I even had a little time to sit and enjoy some of the music. I must say, after really listening to The Schwag play, I would love to see them again, and have since looked up some Grateful Dead songs. I think Dr. Clark will be proud. Maybe I’ll be getting some extra credit points for this?

You can check out the video of the event below:

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For more information on The Schwag, go to www.theschwag.com

Jenny Dreasler

"The Hands Resist Him"

O’DONNELL: Be Careful What You ‘Bid’ For

"The Hands Resist Him"

A few years back, I was sucked into the world of eBay, bidding on stuff I didn’t even want. My competitive streak took hold on way too many occasions.  The thrill of the auction resulted in many punched keyboards and closets of useless junk. Nevertheless, I do get some satisfaction knowing that if I ever need five Furby dolls, a Dukes of Hazzard wristwatch or a life size cardboard cut-out of the rock band Kiss, I have those departments covered.

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EBay is a wonderland for people who love yard sale hunting. The auction website affirms the old saying “one man’s junk is another man’s treasure.” When bidding on items on eBay, one should approach with caution. Be mindful of giving out credit card numbers and personal information, but before locking in your bid, bidders should make sure the item on the auction block is not haunted.

In February 2000, an interesting painting went up for auction on eBay. The auction site wheels and deals all kinds of art work, but what sets this piece apart from the rest is its paranormal history.

The painting entitled “The Hands Resist Him” depicts a young boy standing next to a smaller female doll in front of a glass door. In the windows of the door, hands can be seen through the glass reaching out to the boy. The artist Bill Stoneham described the meaning behind the haunting image on his website. He said the boy is modeled after himself at a young age, and the glass door is the barrier between the reality and the dream world. The female doll is meant to be the boy’s guide into the dream world.

The paranormal events surrounding “The Hands Resist Him” began with the gallery where the painting was being displayed. Within a year of the show that featured the painting, the art gallery owner and the Los Angles Times arts critic who reviewed the piece were both dead. Stoneham suggests on his website that this may be a coincidence but leaves room for others to decide.

“The Hands Resist Him” did not resurface until years later when a couple found it behind an old brewery. According to Paranormal News Central.com, the couple hung it in the bedroom of their four-year-old daughter. Soon after, strange things began to occur. The little girl claimed to see the boy in the painting trying to escape the canvas in the middle of the night. This moved the couple to set up a camera to document any strange activity. Bizarre color changes and peculiar changes in the faces of the boy and the doll were captured on video and now can be found on YouTube.

The sinister energy surrounding the painting became too much for the couple to handle, so they put the piece up for auction on eBay. News of “the haunted painting” spread around the Internet and generated more stories of paranormal activity. Paranormal News Central reports that a college student viewed a scanned image of the painting on the eBay listing and nearly went mad. The student turned beat red and hysterically spoke in tongues. When later questioned, the student said he had never been so scared in his life and that his computer screen went white and gave off an immense heat like that of an open oven door.

Another tale Paranormal News Central cites is that of a Native American man. After viewing “The Hands Resist Him” in person, the man fell gravely ill. He performed a ritual of burning sage to rid out evil spirits. The Native American man warned the owners to keep the painting away from children and that the piece contained evil.

Other common stories related to “The Hands Resist Him” is when people attempt to print the image from the Internet the printer will either just spit out a blank image or eat endless pages of paper. My home printer has not been functioning properly for about a month, so I had little hopes to get a copy of the painting. Oddly enough, when I attempted to print “The Hands That Resist Him,” my printer worked with no problem. I may be flattering myself, but I am taking that as a sign that the boy and the little doll in the painting are fans of my blog.

The auction has since ended and the original “The Hands Resist Him” has once again disappeared. However those interested can purchase copies of the infamous painting by emailing Kim Smith at hauntedpainting@aol.com.

The treasures that can be found on eBay really are amazing, but buyers must always be mindful what they are getting themselves into. In the film “Gremlins,” the main character Billy didn’t take the rules of his new pet Gizmo seriously and look what happened. My own eBay history can be used as a warning. Every time I go into my basement, I am haunted by cardboard likenesses of Gene Simmons, Paul Stanley, Ace Frehley and Peter Criss in their stage makeup growling at me.

Next time you are about to put in your bid, think twice — you may be bringing more than added clutter into your home.

Jordan O’Donnell

 

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DREASLER: Longest day of the year, spend it wisely!

Since today, Tuesday, June 21, is the longest day of the year, I thought I would give some ideas to the people of Quincy, on how to spend this day. Even if this includes getting off work at 5 p.m., there are still plenty of things to do, and not to mention for very cheap! I don’t feel that to have fun here in town you have to spend a pretty penny. Here a few things you can do tonight that are cheap, and not time consuming:

EAT:

1. The Patio, (133 South 4th St.) on Tuesday and Thursday evenings has an ALL YOU CAN EAT pasta bar. You can chose your ingredients and watch the chef prepare your favorite pasta, and the evening is one the whole family can enjoy, priced at only $9.95 for all you can eat. Now that’s amazing! The Patio is open Sunday through Thursday, 4 to  9 p.m. and Friday through Saturday, 4 to 10p.m.

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2. Firehouse Pizza, (340 S. 36th St.) Monday through Tuesday Kids Eat Free, but for dine in only, and you can get 6 FREE breadsticks with any Large Pizza purchase. Yum!

3. The Abbey, (1736 Spring Street) today, has BBQ Honey flavored Chicken Nuggets 10 for $3.

4. Tower of Pizza and Mexican, (2635 Broadway) from 4 to 11:30 p.m. is serving HALF PRICE PIZZA.

PLAY:

1. Wavering Aquatic Center is having a teen pool party tonight — for ONLY $1 admission! This is open to the public and goes from 8 to 10 p.m.

Moorman Park also has a ton of things to do, and for cheap. The hours are Monday through Saturday, 10 a.m. to 10 p.m., and on Sundays from noon to 10 p.m. Concessions are available. Below are a few activities you can take part in at Moorman Park for very little and have a lot of fun while you’re at it:

2. The Batting Cage, (Upper Moorman Park), offers baseball and slow pitch and fast pitch softball hitting machines. Token prices: 4/$2.25 and 10/$4.25.

3. Miniature Golf,  (Upper Moorman Park), is an 18 hole miniature golf course, beautifully landscaped with running streams and a large rock sculpture. Prices: 12 and younger $4.25 and 13 and older $5.

4. Paddleboat rentals are located in the same area on Moorman Lake. Four seat boats are available for rent. Those 12 and younger must ride with an adult (at least 18 years old). Prices: $7.25/hour or $4.75/30 minutes.

and finally…

5. The Blind Pig, (900 N 12th) Trivia Tuesday, FREE to play. Teams up to five players are allowed. It goes from 8 to 10:30 p.m.

There are many things to do TODAY, right here in Quincy, and as you can see, all of them can be done even after the work day is over and on the cheap. You can check out even more events at www.thelocalq.com on the calendar.

Enjoy!
Jenny Dreasler