Saturday, June 30, 2012

WaBi SaBi LiViNG Take Over

In an effort to consolidate and organize the random electrical pulses in my brain, I'm going to start focusing all my efforts on WaBi SaBi LiViNG, and just try to be the best WaBi SaBi Woman that I can be ;)

What will this mean?
Just that your browser will have to access a different website, that's all.  If you have a subscription to Misses Moustache, I swear I will figure out how to do that over at WaBi SaBi too (by the way, if you know how to add a subscription list in WordPress, please let me know your secret).

I will still post personal blogs, they will just be in the WaBi SaBi WORLD category, where everything random, and "everything else" will go as well.

As a parting present,
here is a page from a silly kid's book I'm making for my Goddaughter.
It's about the letter M - this is page 6 - answering the question of 'who Mashed the Mangoes?'

Misses Moustache
a.k.a. WaBi SaBi WoMan

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Celebrating Love

This past weekend my brother-in-law and a long-time close friend tied the proverbial knot.
In my opinion it was the perfect wedding, should such a thing ever be possible.
The ceremony and reception were held out-doors, everything was DIY, and it was family-friendly.
A true "gathering" of loved ones.

Enjoy these photos, while they *are* of the wedding, most of them just show off my distracted eye.

Celebrating Love Homemade Style,
Mrs. Fuzband Moustache

Friday, June 1, 2012

Do YOU "Rabbit Rabbit"?

Hang on, before we get started:
If you have no idea what I'm talking about,
then no one has taught you this weird little universal inside-joke,
andit means you're about to learn what it is and what it's all about.
I first learned of Rabbit-Rabbit in my freshman year of college.
A girl that lived a few doors down would yell RABBIT RABBIT!! to each of us on the first day of each month.  She told us that it was lucky, but you have to be the one to say it FIRST to the other person, and that's the part that can make it fun and interesting.
Around 11:58pm on the last day of each month, we would pretty much go into hiding, trying to sneak around and catch the others off-guard somehow, usually in the middle of the night in some unexpected way.  It was fun.
Recently I Wikipedia-ed this little tradition, and this is what I found:
"Rabbit rabbit rabbit"
is one variant of a common British is a frequent tradition in many English-speaking countries.  It appeared in a work of fiction in 1922:
"Why," the man in the brown hat laughed at him, "I thought everybody knew 'Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit.' If you say 'Rabbit, rabbit, rabbit'—three times, just like that—first thing in the morning on the first of the month, even before you say your prayers, you'll get a present before the end of the month."
During the mid-1990's, U.S. children's cable channel Nickelodeon helped popularize the superstition in the United States as part of its "Nick Days",
Nickelodeon would promote the last day of each month as "Rabbit Rabbit Day" and to remind kids to say it the next day.
So once you've learned this game,
you go about with your life, and randomly you will find a total stranger or a new friend who knows of Rabbit-Rabbit, and you both revel in the weirdness of the world for a moment because you are from completely different places.
And the game begins to grow...
Then sometimes you get busy with life, and you forget.  And it's a fun reminder when someone gets you.  And sometimes, well, sometimes you're sitting at home, alone and wide awake, and you remember that it's the last day of the month....
So last night, around 11:33pm I pulled out some ordinary paper plates.
I roughly drew some rabbit ears...
And colored in the parts that needed to be cut out:
(because I would probably lop off an ear without realizing it!)
Grabbed a pink marker,
made some teeth,
drew in the ears, and:

 I love this little game because you celebrate the beginning of each month and it gives you a cause to be silly with your friends.  Just another little holiday, like Talk Like A Pirate Day, another little reason to celebrate life in a strange way.
I sent the picture out to several of my friends late last night.
This morning I had so many little emails it made me smile.
Life ain't so bad after all.
I got lucky and received these two pictures in return:

Ain't Life Grand?

(Looking forward to next month now?)

Monday, May 28, 2012


I couldn't think of anything fabulous or exciting to blog about this time...
(I think I'm wearing myself out)

So here's what happened this week according to the pictures on my phone!
(That sounds fun, right?)

The Fuzband put a bag on his cat.
(And then he put the photo on reddit
and it got over 400 hundred upvotes!)

I got a picture message SILLY FACE from my
favorite toddler!

I found a beautiful & unknown flower in my friend's backyard.
She discovered that it's a Passion Flower!

My friend pulled over for a stray dog and I ended up taking him home.
(Although his identification tag was missing, I called the # on the rabies
tag and they connected me with his family!  His name is Rebel.)


I apparently didn't take any pictures.

I got surprise presents in the mail from General Snobbery just for being a fan!!!

I HUNG the print from General Snobbery
(right next to the coats & scarves & umbrellas where everyone will see it!)

At work, some adorable kids made a FACE out of the soft blocks.
Ah, creativity!  So refreshing!  He's got David Bowie eyes....kind of...

(This is his bike ride smile.)

And that was my week in pictures :p

Misses Moustache :{o

Monday, May 21, 2012


This past weekend,
the Fuzband and I went on our very first Paranormal Investigation,
 with the group Lost Souls Paranormal.

They were an amazing group of people.  They took us under their wing and really let us be a big part of the investigation.  It felt like we had known them longer than for just a few minutes.  What a warm and accepting group, that obviously are eager about finding paranormal evidence.  It was great to get to work with them and feel out what kind of investigating that they like to do.

We were at the Old Oconee Jail in Watkinsville, Georgia.
The jail dates back to the early 1900's (forgive me for not having completely accurate information in my memory banks).  It was the site of one of the worst lynchings in the nation.

A mob of 50-75 men, heavily masked, forced the Sheriff to unlock the Jail so they could take the 8 prisoners inside and kill them.  Several officials tried to stop the mob, but around 2am the mob got a hold of the prisoners and brutally murdered them, after tying them up together by their necks, supposedly.  There was one survivor the next morning, a man named Joe.

Across the street from the Old Oconee Jail is the Eagle Tavern Museum. I do not remember the information on this building very well, as it was an added bonus once we arrived, and I had no prior opportunity to do any internet research on it.  They say this may be where the Sheriff was staying when the mob stole him out of his room and dragged him across the street to unlock the cells.

They also say there was a doctor that used the basement here to do autopsies and to cremate and boil the bodies in order to collect human bones for study and for trade.  There's a rumor that an early prisoner at the Jail made a deal with the doctor, to donate his body to science.

...Provided the doctor's wife baked him ginger snap cookies while he was alive.

Paranormal Investigation Terminology:

EVP: Electronic Voice Phenomena - are speech or speech-like sounds, which are inaudible during recording but detected on electronic recording media upon playback. 

EMF: Electromagnetic Frequency - the electric potential, or ability of electric energy to perform work.

Ghost Box: A device used for contacting spirits through the use of radio frequency


Steven, the founder of the group, gave us a walking tour and introduced us to each of the areas.  Their equipment was set up by the time we met up with them.

We took pictures around the whole jail before getting started.
I don't have a copy of it yet, but one of the investigators (John) got a strange picture of a shadow and dark mist that appears to be coming out of one of the cells.  Throughout the night, Fuzband and John tried to take similar photos and re-create the shadow/mist, but were unable to recreate it by casting shadows or by putting their thumb in front of the flash or the lens.

(Once I do get that photo, I will repost it in a later Edit.)

Everybody took a station.
Fuzband took a cell.
I sat at the monitors.

The group had a lot of great equipment.

There was a light grid up in the attic, with the hangman's noose and gallows.

The group ran a short EVP session, and then we all took a break outside to meet up with Justin, the man responsible for getting us access to both the Jail and the Eagle Tavern Museum.

He took us around the Tavern and let us swing by the bathroom
(right next to an old bank vault where a banker supposedly shot himself)

(inside the bank vault)


The Fuzband was getting pictures like this above, which at the time we thought might be some mist, or some orbs, but once we were able to take a closer look at all of them, it is obviously a reflection of the duct work above, and all the dust particles in the dank basement.

Still, we did have an experience while in the basement.
We weren't having much of anything at all happening.
All of the EMF spikes were able to be debunked with piping and electrical wires.
Then we started asking for some knocks.
We were knocking, ourselves, as example.
Fuzband had the idea to do the "shave and a haircut" knock,
because it is irresistible to not finish.

As soon as that knock finished
The EMF meter went off the charts!
It lit all the way up several times in a row,
enthusiastically Up, Down, Up, Down...

I have that moment on audio, of us reacting to the EMF Spikes after the Shave and a Haircut knock, it's fun to listen to us flip out.  Unfortunately the video camera was not facing the EMF detector at the time.

I've also uncovered a possible EVP moment from the Eagle Tavern basement.
It's a voice that is deeper than, gruffer than, and more gravely than any of the men in our investigation group there that night. 

One of our investigators was saying he thought we didn't lock the door, and at the time we didn't hear anything, but upon listening back to the audio it sounds like someone is saying - "Hey, close it for pete's sake."

The voice was very low, so we removed the white noise, and amplified the second half of the clip so that the voice is louder and you can hear it a bit more clearly.

Take a listen and see what you think:

We had an exciting night.

The Fuzband and another investigator, John, started playing poker and talking to the spirits; they had one of the EMF meters with them to register any spikes. There was no EMF in the cell, but when they asked if anyone wanted to be dealt in, the EMF spiked and lit all the way up. And it happened three times in a row... The lights didn't spike up at all during the game, and then the next time they would ask, "Do you want to be dealt in?" It would light all the way up to the red again, then go back down.

Between 12:30am and 2:30ish am,
We sat in this common jail cell, and conducted an EVP session with a Ghost Box (which scans radio frequencies and pulls words to communicate).

The energy was pretty incredible leading up to 2am.
Justin had told us that the other paranormal groups that had investigated this jail had either not stayed long or had not stayed late as 2am (which is when the incident supposedly occured).

I thought that the paranormal energy seemed to increase,
I literally felt like my entire body and legs were constantly vibrating, and later another investigator, Lisa, told me that she felt the exact same thing.  And earlier in the evening, it felt like there was electricity all throughout the air.  My nerves felt a static shock it seemed like at times.  In the jail that night, I thought maybe I was just "amped up" and I kept trying to calm myself, and relax, and get the vibrating and "electricity" feelings to subside.  I wasn't ever successful.  But it was interesting to find out later that Lisa felt it too.

We had a flashlight that was set on the floor with the cap unscrewed, so that it only required energy to turn on and off. I have always been highly skeptical of that method when I watch the TV shows. I was still pretty skeptical when we were doing right in front of my face, but -- it really impressed me.
The Fuzband and I kept meeting each other's wide-eyed gaze,
Whaaat?  Did that really just happen??

The flashlight turned on and off several times on command, and turned on and off in response to Yes and No questions.  I have an audio recording of the entire session, and the group got a video of the session as well.

The Ghost Box session was interesting.  It was my first time working with a Ghost Box, and I have read many articles about the theories behind them.  We mostly heard words that we thought said: "Help" "Running" "Stop" "Sally" "Step" "Seven" "Joe" & "Come"
We heard other words, and many times it was difficult for us to determine what the words were. During the EVP & Ghost Box session, we began hearing knocks throughout the Jail.  There were knocks in the far corner, where there was no attic space, so we knew that it couldn't have been another investigator up in the attic.  We caught at least one of the knocks on audio.

I asked the founder of the group if this interaction was typical with the Ghost Box device.  He said that every time has been different.  Many times it has not worked at all.  One time, the voice was clearly a young girl - and that every word was in that same clear, young voice.  This time, it lasted longer than he had ever seen it.  It usually fades out after a little while.  But it seemed to get stronger and stronger for us, up until just after 2pm.  Many questions were answered with the Ghost Box and the flashlight was operated on its own.  I can't wait to see the video that was taken during that session.

When we felt that it was over, we thanked the spirits and asked if it would be okay to come back again.  The Ghost Box pulled the word "Yep" or "Yea" quite clearly.
We asked what we should bring back next time.
The Ghost Box pulled the word "Rum" pretty quickly.

So next time, I'm bringing some Rum.

All in all, it was an extremely awesome experience for the Fuzband and I.
We drove all night home, which I'm not sure we will do ever again, but still we had an amazing time.  I didn't expect anything to happen, and I was literally taken aback by some of the things I saw and heard.  I truly didn't expect to come away with stories, but I feel like I was literally just IN an episode of Ghost Adventures or Ghost Lab.  It was incredibly surreal and I'm super excited about the possible EVP we captured.  It doesn't sound like anybody else's voice that was there with us, it's a completely different quality.

I can't wait to see if we can get the chance to do it again sometime!

But until then...

Love & Paranormal Evidence,
Misses Ghostache