BBBJ: Current Leaderboard


With only a couple of road trips under my belt (and several others to still blog about), here’s where things currently stack up with my being Busted By Bon Jovi (BBBJ). Total number of times I’ve been busted are in parenthesis:

  1. Living On A Prayer (2)
  2. TIE–Wanted Dead Or Alive (1) and You Give Love A Bad Name (1)

We’ve only just begun! So follow this link and cast your vote for the Bon Jovi song I’m going to be “busted” by the most! And who knows, the person who picks the winning song just might win themselves a fabulous prize!


Field Trip #2 Recap: The First of a Double Shot O’ Museums


I knew from the start that this road trip was going to be different. For one, I was planning on driving to the Friday investigation, driving back home in the wee hours of Saturday morning, sleeping a couple of hours, then heading back out for Saturday’s investigation. The reason for my returning home, and the other reason why this would be a unique road trip, was because this would be the first investigation for my daughter, Courtney. Yup, that’s right! I was dragging my daughter along for an investigation! She’d survived the Ohio Paranormal Convention, so I felt the time was right. How’d it turn out? Well, before we get to that, there’s the Friday investigation to get to.

CD selection–Pink Floyd: Wish You Were Here, Cracker: Kerosene Hat, Warren Zevon: Mutineer, Queensryche: The Warning, Metallica: Master Of Puppets

As usual, the Friday investigation began late Thursday night with my jamming all the equipment into Ol’ Blue. After a somewhat hectic day at work, I drove directly up to the investigation. Thankfully, this particular location was not too far away and I was able to make it up there by 4:00 pm. The building itself has a rather interesting history. It was once a private home but has since been turned into a museum. After interviewing some of the employees, it seemed as though most people who had experienced possible paranormal activity believed a former resident of the house was causing it and it was not tied to any specific items that might have been brought into the museum. For that, I was thankful! Having conducted many “haunted object” investigations over the years, I find them to be the most frustrating, especially when you don’t know which object is supposed to be the haunted one. It’s like looking for a ghostly needle in a spectral haystack.

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