I loveded you piggy. I loveded you.

Is this karma, bad luck or some higher power messing with me? On Friday I was awarded a pretty nice performance bonus by my standards. Yesterday Mrs. Wormer put a Wii controller into our 47" LCD television playing Wii bowling. If you need me I'll be playing taps on the bagpipes in the backyard.

Also- Haunted House Update - We're probably going to stay at the house sometime in March. I'm planning on taking a camera and some sort of recording device and doing all that stuff you see on Ghosthunters where you ask the spirits for permission to film, etc.

He's stuck, that's what it is. He's in between worlds.

I have an opportunity to see a ghost.

Let me back up just a bit. In the last few years I've come to realize that I don't really believe in anything that's not scientifically quantifiable. That realization wasn't some sort of angry epiphany that ended with me cursing the heavens, but rather the slow, sad recognition that what we have here is probably all there is.

At no point in my life have I had any sort of paranormal experience. I've never witnessed a UFO. I've never stumbled across a giant footprint in the snow, seen a long neck appear out of a Scottish loch and I've never run in fear from the ghost of the Headless Horseman.

I've had plenty of friends and family that have described paranormal experiences. From exorcisms to hauntings. Probably the most disturbing was Grandma and Grandpa's calm, reasoned description of the ghostly cloud that used to snake around their property. While I respected all of these people's earnest retellings of their experiences it just never "sunk in" with me. I'm never 100% on board.

Which is why I've been giving a lot of thought to actually searching out a paranormal experience of my own. I've begun to looking into local ghost-hunting groups. Due to the sheer number of reported ghost sightings ghosts are the low-hanging fruit on the paranormal tree, in my opinion.

Then this week an opportunity fell into my lap. The wife, who is more than a little familiar with this obsession, was talking to a customer at her shop when somehow this subject came up. It seems the customer has a turn of the century rental house that they've recently purchased that she swears is haunted. Besides strange noises, lamps and chairs falling over on their own there have apparently been apparitions of a man that appear at the bedside of people staying in the house.

Her customer has offered to let us stay in the house and experience it first hand. What do you guys think? Should we take her up on the offer? Or will we be messing with forces beyond our mortal comprehension?