I hope they are still in business because an irritating ghost named Stephen Bishop is pestering my abode.? I first heard the restless entity in the garden,moaning the words “and it’s telling me it might be you…all of my life.”? I felt a shiver and, fearing that I might see the source of such unearthly sound, I hurried inside the house.? I thought it would be safer inside.? But, boy, was I wrong!? When I got inside, the moaning just got louder and I could almost feel the Thing on the walls.? I quickened my pace. Then I saw the Thing.? It was in its metal encasement, sitting on a black wooden box, apparently, its throne.? The place vibrates with the energy emanating from its black box.? But my heart stopped when I saw its supplicant, sitting at the very foot of it, enraptured: it’s my dad!
“Daddy, kill the Thing!? It’s horrible!? Kill it!”
But he did not seem to hear me.? He continued sitting there, with a dreamy look on his face, and chanting…singing with Stephen Bishop.? I fled and sought the comfort of my computer.? I opened Realplayer and tried to drown out the moaning with?Dream Theater’s?exquisite and powerful guitars and bass.? An antidote, perhaps.? But can it lure my dad out of the clutches of Stephen Bishop?? Very unlikely.? My dad has been in his clutches far too long.? But not me.? So I’ll hold on to my Dream Theater.?
Anyone out there who knows how to exorcise the Thing out of my dad?? Please?? Anyone but Rod Stewart, please.
March 1st, 2007 at 12:23
Very nice site! Good work.