Topic: missing time, abduction, and the unexplained

[Industrial Cafe]

any of you guys or girls, ever have any missing time, alien, or ufo stories?

I've got a few.

[Magpie]

I've gone into my shop and lost hours and hours and hours - where did they go I wonder? Even gone in when it was dark and the sun was coming up and the birds singing when I came out. How does that happen? 
Cliff.

[Industrial Cafe]

I was at work at a local auto shop, and I was just starting out the day when I rolled my creeper under a car to change the steering rack. A few seconds later my boss was telling me it was time to go.
   When I rolled out from under the car, it was a different car and I felt... out of sorts I asked him what was going on and that I just got here, and he sorta laughed it off and went into his office. On the drive home I felt like I was buzzed.
   Got home and my wife noticed I was "off" and I told her about the events.


The next day my boss and I talked about it, he told me I was there the whole day working, I ate lunch with him, and I was just quieter than normal....

It was the strangest thing....

was I abducted by aliens and replaced with a human clone slug?  

[DRam]

One of my cousins had that happen to her.  She lost an entire day.  Extensive medical testing showed nothing wrong.  Her doctor told her it was a type of amnesia - don't remember the term he used - but said it wasn't dangerous and most likely wouldn't happen again.

You might check with your doctor though.  Just to be sure there's nothing going on in your skull.

[Industrial Cafe]

Most nights, when it's clear, I lay out on my trampoline and I can look up in the sky, waaay up high there's these fast moving lights. They're very small, very far away, and moving very quickly. They change direction in tight arcs, and there's at least 10 or so, in the hour or so of watching.
  My friends and I watch them all the time wondering what they are. They're way too high and fast to be planes, and appear to be lit by the reflection of the sun,  cause they fade out as they get into the earths shadow, much like the moon.

I wish i could get video, but I don't have the proper filter for my camera to focus that far.

[sparty]

Most nights, when it's clear, I lay out on my trampoline and I can look up in the sky, waaay up high there's these fast moving lights. They're very small, very far away, and moving very quickly. They change direction in tight arcs, and there's at least 10 or so, in the hour or so of watching.
  My friends and I watch them all the time wondering what they are. They're way too high and fast to be planes, and appear to be lit by the reflection of the sun,  cause they fade out as they get into the earths shadow, much like the moon.

I wish i could get video, but I don't have the proper filter for my camera to focus that far.

Strange event losing time.  never had that happen to me as far as i can remember, unless I was drinking Jagermeister.

I believe you might be seeing satellites at night.  I have seen the same thing at an observatory and they told us that if it is a clear night and there is no "light pollution" that you can see a flash as the satellites scream by.

[Industrial Cafe]

yeah I thought about that, but they don't follow the rotation, they go all over the place and change direction, I thought they might be debris, but sometimes they change direction.

there is one thing in the sky right now thats about 240 degrees southwest from my position in central florida. its real bright and moves with the rotation, soon disappearing by about 11:00p

planet X? or just that stupid space station, I dunno my telescope barely shows me the moon.

[sparty]

yeah I thought about that, but they don't follow the rotation, they go all over the place and change direction, I thought they might be debris, but sometimes they change direction.

there is one thing in the sky right now thats about 240 degrees southwest from my position in central florida. its real bright and moves with the rotation, soon disappearing by about 11:00p

planet X? or just that stupid space station, I dunno my telescope barely shows me the moon.

well you are in FLA.  who knows what NASA is up to...

[mlinder]

I was at work at a local auto shop, and I was just starting out the day when I rolled my creeper under a car to change the steering rack. A few seconds later my boss was telling me it was time to go.
   When I rolled out from under the car, it was a different car and I felt... out of sorts I asked him what was going on and that I just got here, and he sorta laughed it off and went into his office. On the drive home I felt like I was buzzed.
   Got home and my wife noticed I was "off" and I told her about the events.


The next day my boss and I talked about it, he told me I was there the whole day working, I ate lunch with him, and I was just quieter than normal....

It was the strangest thing....

was I abducted by aliens and replaced with a human clone slug?  

Neither. You are, obviouly, batsh!t crazy. You had an episode in which one of your (possibly myriad) personalities took over for a bit.

Good luck with that (hope that other guy that was occupying your body isn't a hack mechanic...)

[Industrial Cafe]

heh.. yeah

I've had a few of those "driving and seeing a silver thing zippin' around in the sky" moments that I can't explain.

I used to install for DirecTv  and half my day was driving.

[Blasbo]

Nope, not since i quit drinkin'!

[Industrial Cafe]

do acid much?

no, not much, and it was long ago.  why you got some?   

anybody got any stories of interesting unexplainable things?

[Industrial Cafe]

oh thats cool, I'm gonna add something to the subject line.

[Industrial Cafe]

I have a haunted microphone. (this is cut and pasted from an old blog of mine) sorry if it's long 

 I work for DirecTv. and those who know me well know that I get things all the time for free or next to nothing, from big screen tv's to motorcycles and computers like the one I'm using now.

that being said here's the story.

so, I'm at this customers house installing a Tivo receiver and I tell them that I need to fish a wall for the second line to the tivo, its $52.50 thru the company, but if you want i'll trade you the wall fish for the old shure model 55s microphone you have in the back of the garage.. they said "no i can't get... (stopped in mid sentence, turned around and looked at it, and sort of lightly shook they're head like wait a minute) you know what, yeah, you can have it" and went inside. i thought thats strange but oh well. and promptly put it in my van. the thing was when i saw this mic in the garage i couldnt take my eyes off it. it was like a hot girl was in the room with a jean mini and a bikini top on.

the customer told me it belonged to a family member who was a jazz musician in the 1030's and 40's.

i got it home and disassembled it right away, cleaned off all the rust and corrosion on the whole thing, from top to bottom, oiled it up so it wouldn't rust again, and put it in the entry way to my office.

now is where things start to happen in this room.

i was sitting on the computer surfing the net for free porn and i felt a hand on my inner thigh right by my action. i thought it was my wife because i sensed someone behind me to my left, i put my hand down there to hold hers but there was no hand there to hold, i turned around and there was no one in the room but me.

the next thing was i was sitting in my office on the computer on ebay and i hear 'swish swish, swish swish' i let the sound go for about 5-10 seconds and i'm like what the hell is that... i look at the wall, it's this black anodized aluminum muffler strap i have hanging on a thumb tack about 7 feet up on my wall swinging like crazy, it continues for about another 10 seconds, i get up and im looking right at it not 3 inches away and in two swishes, it stops... i touch it to see if i can make it swing, no. it falls right off. i try again -nope, and again, i even try blowing on it and it falls off.

next wierd thing,

my wife is looking on the internet, in the reflection of the screen she sees a woman, and she is behind her watching her play on the computer she had long sraight silky hair. she also said she had a really calm energy about her. then she felt the woman put her finger through her hair, and just stood there watching her.

the one thing it does all the time is the mic dropps in its telescopic stand all the time and i tighten it afterward every time.

the thing that happened to me the other day was i came home to get something to eat around 1:45 no one was home since about 12:15 (my font just changed for no reason...) and i go into the hall where the office and babys room is and it smells like an old smoky house. not in the office, not in the livingroom, not in the bathroom, not in alicias office. -mind you all these rooms were either open or had open doors- just in the hall and in the babys room. when i came back in about 30 minutes from eating, the smell was completly gone and the mic had dropped in its stand again. i lifted it back up and tightened it.

ok wtf? i just watched it drop just now.... i lifted it back up and retightened it. im gonna get beat up by a ghost if i keep doin that.

oh also for a week or so a thunder storm complete with rain fall and all swooshed thru my speakers in the computer room.

 

[mlinder]

My old bandmate lived in a haunted house that was built in the late 1800's in Santa Barbara. We recorded quite a bit there. We'd get occasional sonic weirdness now and then.
We decided to cover Duran Duran's "The Chauffeur" for fun, and when listening back, we heard another voice singing along with me on one part. Still have the recording. Pretty goddamned weird.

[mlinder]

Oh, what's also funny, is that the line that this thing sang along with was "you sit beside me"...

[Frankenkit]

My parents' house is varying degrees of haunted.

It was originally built in the 1850s, around 10 yrs after WI became a state, on a farm (weren't they all farms?) Anyway, a nasty fire gutted it down to a lot of the substructure and my well-to-do great-grandfather from Milwaukee bought it, had a basement dug closer to the little road going through (and further from the lake it was next to) and the whole house was moved, set on the basement foundations and done.

When my mother was a baby, there was often singing coming from her room, whether or not she was there.  My grandmother named the singer "the singing lady";  one of the people who was killed in the fire in the original house was a woman with a small child.  Apparently she remained and sang to my mother when she was very, very little.  My mom has memories of this singing, but  can't place the song.  As the story goes, when the room was painted, the singing voice went away. No one really knows why.

The speakers in the basement whisper sometimes, it's like listening to a radio station that's not coming in very well, can't make out what the voices are saying, or what the language is.  This is when there's power to the speakers but the old record player/radio isn't 'on'.

When I was a teen, I'd spend a lot of time on the computer in the dark.  Once I was sitting at the computer and I heard creaking on the steps.  I look up to see a blonde my height (I thought it was my sister) walk past and I lost sight of her behind the monitor (low chair, huge '90s monitor) and she never reappeared from behind the monitor. I stood up and there was no one there at all.  That happened twice again after that until I moved out to OR.


I'm curious if anyone else 'feels' things... like premonitions, a certain degree of intuition, or ...?
I know, this is where I sound like an odd, flaky hippy, but I tend to be very sensitive to auric energy and intuition... and I like hearing about others' experiences there, too.  I have some neat stories to that effect, too.

[Frankenkit]

oh and when we first moved into this apartment, I was sitting on the old white couch I had, and closed my eyes- I was shot, cuz I'd been rearranging furniture- and I felt someone plop down onto the couch. It scared the heck out of me because I was the only one home, and both cats were across the room looking spooked.

Weird.  Oh, here's another couple:
When I was a teen, I was heavy into the energy work/pagan crap.  If you're into all that stuff, you know you can send out an 'invitation' to spirit energies that will help you out, etc... well, I forgot to close things up neatly and I had a good week of freaky crap going on- my huge, heavy (I mean farm-constructed solid wood) dresser was knocked over (it had been standing right against the wall, so it would've been hard to move) and no one heard it go over () but I needed my parents help to lift it back.  The other freaky one was where I was laying in bed with the cat on my stomach, all of a sudden I feel something CREEPY standing over me.  just up in the air, over the bed 'over' me.  The cat on my stomach all of a sudden FREAKS out and starts backing way down under the covers.  This cat never wanted under the covers.  So I'm freaked out by this 'presence' and moreso by the cat's reaction to it. My eyes are squeezed shut cuz if it feels that bad, do I really want to see it?!

After a bit it passes and the cat crawls out from under the blankets (having shredded my guts) but her tail was still bottlebrushed.  I still don't know wtf that was all about, but in both instances (the apt and the one at my parents' house) some serious smudging was done.

yay! I officially sound like a crystally flaky hippy. Thanks for calling me out, IC, you know I can't help myself.

[mlinder]

I've made a clip of the song in which whatever the hell it is decided to sing up an octave from me for one line.

www.hondatwins.com/junk/ghostclip.mp3

[Frankenkit]

that's pretty cool, though, Mark...

[mlinder]

that's pretty cool, though, Mark...

Wasn't the only audio anomoly we got recording there. Kinda creepy.

[fuzzybutt]

when i lived in northern vermont, greensboro, halfway between hardwick and craftsbury, i would lay out on the roof of my house at night and watch the stars.one night a friend and i were out there looking at the stars and both of us at the same time, in unision go "whoah what the #$%* was that?" what we saw was a big light going across the sky, we both thought it was an airplane or something like that but about halfway across our field of vision this light stopped for 10 seconds or so, shot across the sky to the left like it was a blink of the eye, then shot across in the other direction and out of sight. we were sober (unusual occurence at the time) and we both saw the same thing exactly so i know it wasnt an acid flashback or anything.

[alltherightpills]

The guy I work with is restoring a house built in the 1850's.  He is a crazy luddite that was born 2 centuries too late (he builds his own blackpowder rifles and traps and builds his own furniture by hand using hand tools), so he is putting in modern conveniences, but essentially undoing 75 years of remodels to try and get the house to look like it did originally.  He is the fourth person to live in the house and has a 6 year old daughter.  He and his wife heard her talking to someone and when they asked who she was talking to, she replied, "Oh, it's just a nice old man named George.  He's a lot like you Daddy, he likes to build things out of wood."  So this is their first hint that they aren't living alone. 

When they were tearing the bathroom down to the studs, they found a little board with a cute little limrick about the bathroom painted on it, signed by.....George.  So they figured out that this George character must have been the guy who built the house.  Anyway, Byron (the guy I work with) had noticed that he keeps losing tape measures.  When they moved in, he had 7 or 8 of them, but over the past 3 years, all of them have gone missing.  He was using the only one he had left, set it on a table and walked out of the room for a couple of minutes.  When he came back it was gone.  He said, "I'm trying to get some work done, would you leave me alone."  He walked out to his shop to look for another tape measure, which is in an outbuilding that is always locked and Byron is the only one with the key.  When he opened the door and turned on the light, all of the tape measures that he had lost over the last three years were stacked on top of each other on top of the table saw.

For the most part, they seem pretty friendly, but still unnerving.

My wife knows someone who lived in a house where the walls bled.  That's a #$%*ing uncomfortable story.  I also have a friend from college who went into an abandoned slaughterhouse and played with ouija boards when he was 12 years old.  Ever since then, there is an old man named Owen who has followed him around.

[Frankenkit]

It's funny how you'll get people who give you their names.

I had a dream once, where I did an old man a favor, and he told me he'd make sure I'm safe as long as I remember his name.  That was a year ago and I still clearly remember the name.

[tinyrobot]

In my family's first home we had a ghost or ghosts.  Seemed like it was just another family in there at times.  The toilets would flush every now and then, the kitchen cabinets would be open, the washer and dryer would start on there own, and you would feel like someone else was in the room sometimes.

None of these situations were ever accompanied with fear, I never got over whelming chills or scared from them.  It seemed like another nice person was living an alternate life there sometimes.  We all just came to accept it like it was normal.  Kinda fun!