Creeepy Stuff!

Many people know that I currently reside in Kingston Ontario, near the NY border. From Kingston to Albany is only 4 to 4.5 hour drive.

When we moved in I thought the converted Victorian home was creepy enough. I honestly have no idea how old the building really is, but it could easily over 100 years. It's big, old and grey. Sometimes it reminds me of an entry to a mental hospital (Perfect place for me, I know).

Not far from where we live is a park. It's proper name is McBurney Park. Locally, though, it's called Skeleton Park.

At the moment the park has a couple of picnic talbes, some play ground equipment, a cannon facing south, a mound of rocks cemented together in the center and a monument at the north end.

On a bright sunny day it is a nice place to visit and play with your kids, or sit and haev a coffee and enjoy the sun. It is, in fact a nice place.

"If it's so nice then why is it called Skelton Park", right?
Well. I wondered that too. asking people got the basic they found remains there. Some would go so far as to add human remains to make it seem more ominous. The reasons and numbers varried from 1 due to murder, up to a 100 due to mass murder.

But I wanted to kow the truth behind the name. The truth is creepy.

Back in 1825, three different churches useed the plot of land as a burial grounds. Over the years as the city grew, the churches got their own seperate cemetaries, and McBurney park was more or less forgotten. Houses grew up beside the disused land, and of course vandals and hobos were in there. People started to complain.

the churches didn't want to pay to tidy the place up, so they gave the land to the city. The city thought that was fine since they could put in a park. they were just going to bury the headstones and keep it simple, but of course people want their loved ones to be moved.

So the city bowed to the public pressure and started to dig them up around 1893.

In 5 days 400 bodies were found. They came across signs of grave robbery, casket staking, and multiple bodies in a single casket.

The other day my son and I were walking around in the park and I noticed some stones in the ground that seemed out of place. Remains of head stone? Most likely.

If you want to read all the details read Is it any wonder that Kingston is considered one of the most haunted cities in Canada?
Now who wants to go for a picnic with me?

another Birthday passed and the universe kicks me in the balls again.

So March 9 was my birthday, and Logan's was on the 8.
Logan got a pretty good haul for turning 5. Me? I hit 34, got a dragon wind chime, dragon candle holder and a nice watch that didn't fit.

I took the watch back to the store and they refunded me the money into a giftcard. I've tried on about 20 watches and none fit me. I must have monster wrists. So I'm thinking about selling the card to a neighbor and using the cash to get a subscription to Action Pursuit games magazine or getting odds and ends for around the house.

Now for the kick in the balls.
When I was a kid I lived just outside Halifax, NS. I spent 12 years living in Nova Scotia and I was deathly allergic to seafood. Universe kicks me in the balls....
On March 17 I woke up and heard my name being announced on the radio. Appearantly I won tickets and airfare to see U2 live in Boston. Problem was "I" was already in the studio talking talking to the Djs, while I was still in bed. Kicked in the balls again.
Some people think I should go to the radio station, with all my ID and see what they'll do for me. It'd be cool to get the prize, but my luck I'd just get arrested.


The band I'm NOT seeing. 

The place where I'm NOT seeing them them... 

The radio station that ISN'T sending me anywhere. 

HAPPY pre BIRTHDAY to me!

Well, Blockbuster didn't pan out. No big deal though. It's their loss. Maybe Cyclepath management will have more than one functioning brain cell and put me to work.

It's March (like you couldn't figure that out with out my help). March is birthday season. Logan has his birthday on March 8, mine is March 10. Mind you my mother and grandmother are coming up tomorrow to celebrate. Carrie picked up the cake from Dairy Queen. Yes the pics are edible.


Mine and Logan's birthday cake!  

Then on March 10, one of my best buds from high school has his birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK! Say Hi to bonnie for me!

Hopefully I'll get some really cool stuff. I know Logan will, so I'll be posting more pics later!