Black Hole for Energy

One year at Christmas, my stepfather brought out a battery tester.
My baby brother and I had been discussing the odd fact that we seem to turn streetlights on at night as we pass by them, on, or off, depending on the lights status before we pass them.
My brother said he turned a television on once by passing by it.
I remembered doing that as well when I was younger.

My main concern now is the fact that I love to take pictures, but seem to drain the battery of cameras that i touch... sometimes within hours.
I am also like that with clocks. they never tell the right time, and the battery runs low far quicker than it should.

"I have heard of this" said my stepfather, and he proceeded to have my mother hold the battery tester.

you place thumb and forefinger of each hand on a set of two wires which extend from this device that has a meter that shows the battery life.

My mother registered zero.
my stepbrother and sister did not register either,
my middle brother registered a little, and me?

Well, I was in the "red" zone.
Very high charge.
My battery was charged, full of energy.

(My baby brother, when he had his turn, actually blew the needle off the meter. He disappeared one day. i mean he vanished before his friends eyes... but that is a way nother story)

So what does this mean? I asked him.

"You are both like a black hole for energy"
he said.

Energy comes through me, and i send it out refined and transformed.

that's what i am.

an infinitesimal black hole for energy.

Catalog of Randomness

Hi folks,

I have been out of commission lately. It's this new medication. I increased the dose last week per doctors orders, and it has KNOCKED ME OUT.
Today I slept more in one day than I had in some stress filled school weeks. I feel good, and my eye-bags are gone... but I feel like I am underwater all day, sluggish and slow.

So i think I will go back to the 10 mg dose tonight.

Also, Blogger changed somehow and now I do not have the ability to post photos. So, that is a bit off-putting.

I had some ideas for posts, but they were all just thoughts, or occurances, not alot of content. Maybe I will air them here. One of them is not very nice.

But, I will start with the ghost.
This house has a door-ghost.
I have heard tales, but today had my first experience.
It could not have possibly been the wind.

In the past, doors have opened themselves.
In particular, one day my neighbor came home to see her front door wide open. Nothing was stolen, and she was certain she locked it anyway. But even if she had not locked it, she was certain that she would not go to work leaving it wide open.
I have had open doors too, but shrugged it off to the wind, or my neglect.

Today, the cat was out so bottom door downstairs was open, and top door up to my apartment was too, but they were just cracked open. Something (wind) kept flinging them wide open and as soon as I would close them to cracks, and sit back down again... FLUNG WIDE open again.

So, I got tired of that and had to lie down for a rest. Soothing bed.... Ahhhh.
I am alone in the house, the neighbors have been gone for hours, if not days.
And I hear it.

The sound of the downstairs door being firmly and swiftly shut. It sounded like my neighbor did it.
'It's the wind again' I think as I truck downstairs to open it again, but I feel spooked somehow, and then I see why.
The deadbolt is locked, and it can only be locked from the inside. If it is locked from the outside, one needs a key. The doors have been rekeyed since the neighbors door incident, and the only ones who have keys are me and the neighbors and the landlord, who needs to fix the washer, and so of course is making himeslf scarce, and was not there. I looked, and saw no car, heard no cardoor shut.

I heard a door slam, and a lock turn. Nothing else. It took me less than 30 seconds to open door, and step outside, because I ran down the steps. Nobody inside, nobody outside, just the door ghost and me.

I was not sure what to think and still am not. The only solution is that the landlord somehow did it and then vanished. This is what I told myself as I thought that I had just encountered the renouned house ghost.

Well, my computer is overheating now, so I will come back and post more randomness later under this post here, for anyone who still visits me.

B. Kliban