"I pushed the button and they took my money" or "Ghost Hunting 101"
Current mood: scared
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
About two weeks ago I was minding my own business and enjoying my vacation in Lake Tahoe when I get a text message at 8am in the morning from my Pookie. The text read "Call me. It has to do with Ghost Hunters!" At first I thought Jason and Grant were going to be in the area or the show got canceled or Lori joined the TAPS group and and she wanted me to join her...haha! Well I was half right, TAPS members were going to be in the area, Robb and Barry from Ghost Hunters International, and she wanted to go on a ghost hunt with them. Now at first I started giggling thinking we have gotten ourselves in to lots of trouble in the past and how in the hell was I going to survive this new adventure!! Lori, Me, and a few ghosts..priceless. But the more I thought about it the more I thought hell why not! So I said yes. Then there was a small pause on the other end of the line and I laughed and said "you didn't think I was going to say yes did you??" No she did not. I told her to push the button on the computer and reserve our space and that I would call her back in about 20 minutes. When I called her back I asked her if she pushed the button, she said yes, I said what happened, and she said "They took my money". I could tell she was freaked out. We started laughing thinking what the hell are we doing?? Looking back, I am glad she pushed that button....
So last Saturday Lori and I headed down to Fresno CA. During the day on Saturday we were going to attend a "seminar" that featured some experts in the field of paranormal activity and also learn a little about Barry & Robb and how they do what they do. (First of all let me just say Fresno is like a furnace and no one in their right mind should be outdoors for very long. It was crazy hot. Thank god for A/C) So there we were, Lori and I and about 30 other people sitting in a conference room listening to some experts talk about their love for ghost hunting, how to form your own ghost hunting group, what tools to use, and how expensive thermal imaging cameras were. Turns out not everyone owns one so when the newbies in the group (Lori and I) stated we had one thanks to her husbands work, all of a sudden we were the most popular people in the room!! Little did we know that a $5000 piece of equipment would give us 15 minutes of fame in the ghost hunting world??
After the seminar Lori and I had felt a whole lot better about why we were there and how the night was going to go. I still could not believe I was doing what I was doing but life is short and sometimes you just need to go for it. And to help matters, we also had met a wonderful woman named Jan at the seminar. She kinda took us under her arm and made it her mission to help us during the night. I was curious as to what type of people might be at this thing, people like Lori and I who were curious and just a little left of center (HA!)? Total Wack jobs? You basically never know really. But from the moment I met Jan I realized she was just like us, curious about the "other world" and excited to be there. I am glad we met her and I will always be thankful she was there that night.
So on to the hunt...we got to the house (it is called Wolfe Manor) at about 9:30pm so we could meet the owner Tom Wolfe. Needless to say when we drove up the first thing that went thru my head was "That house is Freaky and I have to spend how many hours in there in the dark??" I started to get nervous. I can't explain how it felt to look at that house and know the history and not feel something, almost like a sadness. The house had a feeling to put it in basic terms. So we meet the owner, go over some basics, get put in to groups of 13 or so, and then get lead in to the scariest house I have been to up to this point in my life. Yes this means I will be doing this again...
So our first venture is to the second floor and our guide is Robb. All of a sudden I am not scared anymore and really excited. It was not the worst place to be at the moment. Robb is a very very funny guy, completely different from his tv persona, and I instantly felt at ease. Robb's style is a free for all, he just let everyone walk around and do what they wanted and if we needed help or had questions he was right there. Lori, Jan, and I started to walk around, going in to "Mary's" room first and doing some EVP work, then off to different rooms on the floor like the master bedroom and the "heart attack room". I have always known that a part of me was sensitive to the paranormal. I have had experiences in my life that have me convinced of this fact and there is no one on the planet that will convince me otherwise. So while walking around the second floor I didn't really feel anything unusual until I hit the "heart attack" room. It is called this because there is a documented case of a woman having a heart attack in the room and dying there. It was an overwhelming feeling of "I shouldn't be in here" I knew nothing of the room until I talked to Scotty (he works with Wolfe Manor) and he confirmed that other people felt what I felt. Dread, sadness, heaviness, chills, all that. I did not stay in the room long.
After wandering around Lori, Jan, and I decide to go in to this closet in the front part of the house that had some weird stuff happening in it. Mind you it is 90+ degrees in this place and the three of us decide to cram ourselves in to this small ass space. Brilliant! But once we were in there, freaky stuff did happen. In fact this is the one room that I can actually say, yes there are ghosts in that house. We were doing EVP work and taking pictures and I am up against the back wall and all of a sudden, my arm got touched. And of course we instantly try to debunk everything, like maybe it was a coweb or Jan or Lori touched me. But no...something freaky touched me and you can't tell me it didn't. Then Lori felt some thing play with her ponytail and the back of her neck. At this point we started taking pictures hoping to catch something. It was exciting and scary at the same time. We decided to leave the room because I swear it was 100+ in there. So far so good...
Our next stop was the attic. Very cool room but nothing really happened in that room other than I met Scotty who was a very cool guy and I saw boxes and boxes of papers from the time it was a sanitarium. It was sad to think that people's lives were just thrown in to a box and shoved up in the attic. I was reading some of the papers and I just got really sad. People died in this house and that thought is going thru your head while you are walking around in the stifling heat.
After a short break we were off to the first floor and our guide was Barry. His style was completely different from Robb's, he had a more controlled atmosphere and we did a lot in complete darkness. We sat in the parlor which is to the left of the front door and did some EVP work, asking questions in to a voice recorder and hoping someone answered! All of a sudden we heard a loud noise from the kitchen. It was a little un-nerving. So after the parlor we went in to the kitchen and again we sat on the floor to do some EVP work. Jan and I were asked to stand in this pantry area and as soon as I stood in there, I felt a cold breeze. Now it could have been a change in temperature and because I was sweating, I felt a cool sensation, but Jan felt it, along with three people sitting close to the door way of the pantry. Lori included. Then about 5 minutes later the radiator makes this loud banging sound which if you kicked it would not make the same sound. The people sitting on the floor felt a vibration. There is no running water going thru this house, nor are any of the utilities turn on so how could a radiator make a noise like it was being turned on?? Strange.
The only part of the first floor that gave me that "feeling" I get was this small room in the back of the kitchen. In fact I could not stand in it at all. The back of my neck got all tingly and as I am typing this sentence I am feeling it again. It was a horrible room. Turns out I was not alone in my feelings. Scotty, my friend from the attic, told me of other people having the same experiences. I felt vindicated in my feelings because I had no history of any of these rooms before entering them so I kinda felt like ok maybe there is something to this.
Third stop on this trip was to the basement with the Constantinos who are well known EVP specialists. Mark & Debbie Constantino
The basement was used as a morgue when the sanitarium was up and running and the first thing you sense when you walk in there is the lovely sent of feral cats. And the heat which is worse in this part of the house because of the lack of windows. Combined with the smell and the heat, I felt like the ceilings were closing in. I thought for a quick moment that I needed to leave the place but I stuck it out by closing my eyes, putting my head down, and squeezing the life out of Lori's hand. I actually asked Mark & Debbie if the entire investigation would be in that room. I hated that room. Felt uneasy the entire time. They caught some crazy stuff on tape, they played it back for us, so I know things were in that room. Death was that rooms history so it was no wonder it felt awful being in there. Also, they had put this chair in the middle of the room and it was illuminated only by the lights coming off of our voice recorders and cameras. Apparently they caught someone on tape in the previous session saying they need to sit down. Next to this chair was a stuffed animal. At this same session they caught a childs voice saying they were 6 years old. So basically these were props. They used these to see if they could get these "people" to contact them again. And it worked. They replay the tapes while we are in the room so we can hear what they caught on tape. After one of them asked something about the chair and the stuffed animal, you distinctly hear someone say "I like the bear". It was awesome actually. I would have been skeptical about this if they had not played it right back for us. They use a basic digital recorder made by Sony so I know it is not somehow rigged to tape unusual voices. I would strongly suggest checking out their website. The stuff they played for us at the seminar was amazing.
As soon as this session was done, I bolted out of the room so fast there was nothing that could have stopped me. I hated that room. I guess if you know that dead people were kept in there until they were buried can add to your apprehension but it was more than that. It was not a great room to be in for any length of time.
I know that what I am typing does not give the full effect of how it was to be in the house and to be doing all of this with Lori. It was an experience I would recommend to anyone who is even slightly interested in this stuff. I will be doing this again for sure. After our last session we were sitting on the porch talking to Jan and Robb and Ami who is the TAPS Northern California leader. Turns out she works with Lori's husband, lives in Sacramento, and is the only member of TAPS No. California. I told Lori she should look in to joining the group!!!
Since I was walking around the house in a state of something between awe and nervousness I did not take as many pictures as I would like so thanks to Lori, I made this video of some of the highlights from the night.
Now I know that Lori will also have a blog on this subject and she may go in to much more detail than I would so you should check out her blog as well.
So all in all it was an exciting weekend and there is no way you could stop me from doing another investigation.
Let’s play a game...
Current mood: geeky
Category: Games
Blame Gwendolyn...
Type your name into my blog comments. Once you have done that this is what I will do for you:
1. I'll respond with something random about you. 2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of. 3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in. 4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me. (if possible. if not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.) 5. I'll tell you my first memory of you. 6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. 7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
If you play, you MUST post this on your blog. You MUST.
People thought I was crazy....
Current mood: happy
Category: Music
"You are going where?? To see who??"....Yes I got this question ALOT. Everytime I said to a friend, co-worker, family member, hey I am going on a cruise to the Bahamas in February to see John Mayer, I got the roll of the eyes and that look of "Oh dear god, she has lost her mind!" But I did not care. I knew I was going to have the time of my life, I knew that I was going to be in gorgeous weather while all of my nay-sayers would be freezing their asses off, and I knew that I would see John Mayer in concert for the 20th time. Yes 20..shut up...little did I know that a concert on April 5, 2002 would bring me to the Bahamas..but it did.
There have been tons of pictures, blogs, bulletins, and comments on myspace so I am not going to bore you with the same ol stuff. All I want to say is I had the best time, from the moment I landed in Florida to the moment I flew home, it was a great trip. I got to hang with The Crew, spend 4 days in a cabin the size of my closet, meet Michael Chavez and have him remember my name, dance with Robbie Macintosh, meet JJ and tell him we have a mutual friend, see John Mayer get drunk in a nightclub, watch Lori get drunk, shop in the Bahamas, see Dave Barnes for the first time, eat frozen ice cream at 2am in the morning, blow up the electrical plugs in our cabin, watch John Mayer perform on the Lido deck while drinking Margies with Jeannie et al., doing shots while watching David Ryan Harris, seeing DRH as we are sailing out of port and have him remember me, hanging with Bee, seeing my picture on the jumbo tron..twice...ugh, spitting gum in a bleach blonde sluts hair and having my best friend say to me "That is the reason we are friends!", and of course being on a cruise ship with 3000 other crazy fans and loving every minute of it!!
I am very lazy when it comes to making awesome videos so I stole two from Lori...in my opinion, the two musical highlights of the entire cruise. First Dave Barnes, had no idea who he was prior to the trip, but now..I love him, end of story.
And then of course there is John and his performance on the Lido deck. To watch him play guitar, shirtless, while he admits that the bartender makes strong drinks and I am drinking the same drinks with Jeannie, Caitlin, Mona Lisa, Vicki, Jeana, and Gloria was the highlight of my Sunday.
And since I decided to not be lazy 20 minutes in to this blog, here is my video montage...Lori would be proud..
I would do this again in a heartbeat, John needs to keep his promise !! Special thanks to Lori, Bee, Vicki, and Mikaela, having you 4 girls as roommates made the trip worth it, thanks and I love you all.
My worst nightmare came true....
Current mood: lonely
Category: Life
Well it happened, the one thing I dreaded for 8 long years, the one thing that I knew was going to make me cry, make me swear out loud, and probably cause bodily harm depending on a myriad of situations. Yes people, my blow dryer blew up, kicked the bucket, breathed its last breath, dried its last strand of hair.
I can't tell you how much this blow dryer has meant to me. OK so some of you reading this are thinking, it's a blow dryer get over it. But Ruby (yes I named her) was more than that. She was a work horse. She was the hardest working blow dryers in the history of blow dryers. She was with me where ever I went, sleep over at a friends house, Vegas, Los Angeles, you name it, she went with me. And now she is gone.
To understand how much she was a part of my life, for my last birthday Sarah and Sean (two of my very best friends) bought me two pieces of leather luggage for our annual trip to Vegas. As I was opening up the gifts Sarah says to me, "One is for your shoes and clothes, the other is for your blow dryer" Yes she had her own carrying case. Another example, I was in San Diego to see "HIM" and I left my blow dryer at the hotel. Thankfully Rissy (a JM friend) was still staying at the hotel so at 1 am in the morning, as me and a bunch of JM nuts were driving back to LA, we called Rissy and asked her to lug the thing back to LA and she did. Forever grateful to her for that!
So on Christmas Day, just as I finished the last section of my over the top curly hair, she exploded. And I am not kidding. The motor stalled, she made a funny sound, sparks flew out of her nozzle and down by the cord, and she died. But not before she finished the last section of hair. She stayed with me until my hair was dry because she knew in her heart that leaving me with wet hair was just not going to make me happy. I cried when she left this earth, cried like a baby. I sent a text message to Sean because I knew he would understand. He cried too. I also immediately called my stylist to give her the bad news. She called me back laughing her ass off because I sounded like I lost a family member or my pet on my message. She is currently looking for a replacement for me but it will be hard to replace her.
She was like family to me and I have not had the heart to throw her in the garbage. I thought about burying her under the lemon tree in the back yard but then I thought about giving her to our recycling people here at work so that she can be recycled and brought back in to this world as a toaster or something. But whatever I do with her, she is not going in to the garbage can. She deserves more than that.
So to my friend Ruby, I will miss you. Miss you more then you know. May you rest in peace...
I remember my first time or "Oh look it’s Martha Quinn!"
Current mood: giggly
Category: Music
There are alot of firsts in peoples lives, first kiss, first heartbreak, first concert, etc...well I had a first last Friday night that I like to affectionately call the Butch Walker Experience. There is no way in the world I can explain to you what I felt like watching him on stage. Like I told my friend Michael, it was a cross between "holy mother of god" and "I am THE luckiest girl on the planet!" His show is by far the BEST small venue show I have EVER been too, hands down. John Mayer's concerts mean the world to me, but Butch...well his changed how I feel about music. Paula was dead on about that...your life will never be the same after seeing Butch, and damn girl you were right.
First, I have to say that one of the major highlights of that night was seeing Michael after 15 years (who btw I kept calling Kelly all night long!! long history there...) Funny how you can just pick up where you left off. Neither one of us has changed and it was wonderful to talk about the good old days....Sister Strange!! HA! Thanks Michael for being with me on Friday AND for being my bouncer (those two jackasses in front of us, dear me!!) Me & Michael.... The Show...first up was a band called The Hymns who reminded me immediately of Kings of Leon with Jellyfish thrown in to the mix. Like most opening bands I was assuming they would bore the crap out of me and cause me to look at my watch every 5 minutes, but these guys were a pleasant surprise. Very eclectic band and fun to watch (especially the guitar player) Not a bad opening band....http://www.myspace.com/hymnsband Second up was Charlotte Sometimes, No they are not a Cure cover band! I was not as impressed by them as I was The Hymns specifically because every song to me sounded the same. The lead singer was a very cute energetic girl and the band was not bad, but again I was not fully impressed with them. Funny Story...Michael leans over to me when the lead singer came on stage and says "Oh look it's Martha Quinn" I had just taken a sip of my drink and I had the cherry in my mouth and I almost choked. Yes she looks exactly like Martha Quinn, and if you have no idea who that is.....I am old.... Then Butch comes on stage. The air in the club changed, literally. You could feel people getting ready to rock out..and hard...and Mr. Walker walks out on stage, alone with a wine bottle in his hand and sits down at the piano to play a new song called "Atlanta" Just him and the piano. After the place went crazy..the lights came up and there he was in all his glory, wearing his standard black jeans, white top, black vest, and fedora hat with a new longer hair do. Funny how there was maybe 5 guys in the crowd wearing the exact same get up! Then it started....and it didn't stop for an hour and half. Here is his set list (Thank you Miss Nikki)....
3 Kids in Brooklyn Uncomfortably Numb 1 Summer Jam Too Famous Maybe It's Just Me Bethamphetamine Ladies n Gents Don't Move Taste of Red Far Away from Close ( my personal favorite of the night) Race Cars and Goth Rock (right before this song he told a story about his ex wife..I got it on video Miss Nikki, coming soon!) Stateline (last song on Letters album...highlight of the night for Michael) Vessels (right before he played this he said "I am going to play a new song..I screamed Vessels and then he said Vessels and laughed and made this face like "yep that's my new song" Michael convinced me Butch heard me...I guess maybe he did...) That Side of You(another new song) Joan Cigarette Lighter Love Song (you are welcome Paula!) Best Thing you Never Had Hot Girls in a Good Mood Cover - Go Your Own Way by Fleetwood Mac Lights Out
At this point, he has been going full steam for an hour and a half and he decides to just take it one step further, he gets the entire crowd to take three steps back and then asks us to dance our asses off, which we do of course, and then he gets right down in to the middle of the crowd..proof...
Yes he is a crazy person, but a wonderfully crazy person. The entire show I was just staring at the stage thinking...my god what am I watching?? It was life changing and maybe that sounds melodramatic, but it was hands down the best show I had ever been to. Some pictures for you...Oh look that ring looks familiar! Singing Joan... A very special shout out to Miss Nikki...yes girl I understand your love affair with this guy. It makes perfect sense to me why you would endure a 14 hour plane flight and go to three BW shows before heading back home to Australia. I am so glad we got to meet and thanks for singing along with me..too much fun!!
I have videos that I need to edit so those will be coming shortly.
Yes I am a changed woman...and thank you Butch...
Currently
listening
:
Left of Self-Centered
By
Butch Walker
Release date: 09 July, 2002
"Yes I would like a Skinny Bitch Please"
Current mood: thankful
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
There is nothing better than going out with friends on a Tuesday night, drinking, eating, and laughing at your favorite restaurant, and then walking over to my second favorite store on earth, White House Black Market, and shop for outfits for Las Vegas. And if you have never heard of WHBM, you need to check out this website...www.whitehouseblackmarket.com.
Yes they only sell things that are either White, Black, Cream, or that "other" black..Grey. Best store EVER....
Needless to say when I was at my heaviest..172..I hated shopping, I hated looking in the mirror and seeing the size 12 or 14 I had become and not the size 6 or 8 I had been my whole adult life. My arms were fat, my face was fat, my ass was in a different zip code, just not a pretty picture.
This drinking shopping fest has been a ritual since Sean, Sarah, Iris, and I started going to Vegas, so every year I have bought outfits that make me say outloud in the dressing room, "Uh yeah this will get me free drinks!" HA! But the last two years or so I have wimpered in the dressing room the following statements, "I look like a cooked sausage", "You have got to be kidding me", "No one in their right mind should go out in public like this", and my favorite "A Muu Muu would look better on me"!!
Well last night it was a different story. First of all let me just say that I have lost a total of 15 pounds since Lori and I started our little contest. Although we aren't serious about it anymore, I have continued to lose weight with or without trying really hard. I started at 172, I now weigh 157 pounds!!
A little background for you...I could not get past the 165 mark to save my life. May rolls around and some events took place that made me stress out and I am not a stress eater, never have been. So needless to say I lost about 3 pounds during the month of May. June rolls around and I am maintaining my weight at 162, then I have gum surgery and with it comes 10 days of eating nothing because the thought of putting food anywhere near my mouth freaked me out. I am now at 160. 41 Years old and 160 pounds, glad the pounds are decreasing, wishing the years did the same!!
Anyway July rolls around and the pounds are still flying off of me. No idea how I am doing it other than cutting things out of my diet, drinking more water, and dealing with the occasional stress situations. So I am down 3 more pounds. 157 and still 41.
So last night...I go in to the dressing room with a few items, one of them being this shirt...
I looked in the mirror and said outloud "Dear god in heaven who are you and what did you do with Caroline??" And ladies and gentlemen...the top was a size SMALL. Yes the S, the size every woman wants to be in, the size equal to the perfect size 6, a SMALL. I walked out of the dressing room, looked at Sarah with these pleading eyes that said, "Please tell me I look hot in a non-lesbian way.." and she did not disappoint. To paraphrase Sarah "Jesus Caroline look at your hot self. Where the hell did that waist line come from? And you are not leaving this store without that top". I looked back at myself in the mirror and almost cried. I saw that skinny girl I had been so many years ago. I was wearing a SMALL and I felt good about myself for the first time in a long time.
There is truly nothing better than losing weight and feeling like your old self again. I hated the fat girl I had become and I am happy to say the skinny girl is making her way back.
Now if only I could get my ass in to a perfect size 8 jean, the transformation would be complete!!
Currently
listening
:
Back to Basics
By
Christina Aguilera
Release date: 15 August, 2006
Pet Peeves....
Current mood: indifferent
Category: Life
I read Grant's (Ghosthunters) blog this morning and it had me thinking about Pet Peeves, we all have them and for some reason I have been assaulted by mine on a daily basis, especially this last month or so!! And of course rather than starting my work day I thought I would just waste some time and write this blog....so here goes....
1) I have said it before and I will say it again...People who chew with their mouth open, chew loud, or talk and chew should be shot...end of story
2) Why does the kid at the grocery store who is bagging my groceries have to lick his fingers to grab a hold of the next plastic bag?? For some reason that just grosses me out, his spit on my bag. I guess if he commits a crime I can solve it by providing the DNA??
3) Pick a lane and stay in it! BMW and Mercedes drivers don't understand this concept and have to weave in and out of traffic at tremendous speeds. I love to wave at them when we end up at the same stop sign or freeway offramp
4) Paris Hilton...why?
5) If you have a cold, blow your nose!! I absolutely hate when people sniffle for hours on end. Kleenex makes millions of dollars a year, every thought why?
6) People who I affectionately call "one uppers". If you have a cold, they have the plague. If you are tired, they are the walking dead. If you have had a bad day, someone killed their dog, took all their money, and peed in their cheerios. You get my drift...
7) People who I affectionately call "Email walkers and talkers". I am surrounded by them at work. These are the people who type very lengthy emails, descrbing in detail what they would like me to do for them and why. THEN they walk in to my office and spend the next 20 minutes of my life telling me the same damn thing they just typed and sent in the email. WHY WHY WHY???
8) "Muffin top" syndrome. It is a recently diagnosed medical condition wherein a woman (or girl) who may be a little heavy in the midsection insists on wearing low cut trendy jeans and for some reason the part of her brain that tells her she looks ridiculous has malfunctioned. I think GlaxoSmithKline should spend millions on finding a new cure for this.
9) Microsoft (and if you have to ask why, you must own a Mac)
10) And last but not least (and if you worked in my office this would make perfect sense to you) people who insist on sending large ass print jobs to our printer without telling the department. Are you the only person using the printer? NO? So do me a favor and think first before you print 100 pages of a power point presentation that you really don't need until next Thursday while I am standing there waiting for my single sheet that I needed 5 minutes ago. Thank you.
I feel better now....
Currently
listening
:
Version 2.0
By
Garbage
Release date: 12 May, 1998
One more reason why I love Butch Walker
Current mood: touched
"This Is The Sweetest Little Song" ~
Butch Walker And The Lets Go Out Tonites lyrics
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I can only keep this feeling for a minute can only stare at a polaroid so long before the chromofilm blurs and the smiles on our faces are gone
i crossed a line 5 yrs in the making that the biggest eraser cant clear and i'm rewinding everytime i whispered that in your ear
as i laid on you and your naked body looked just like i wanted it to
and i wanna be the inspiration for your room going silent i wanna feel you erupt when i play your song i wanna move you to tears when i say its over.. goodnight and the rest of your life
i get mad at myself for not acting myself i get jealous at the thought of you out i don't want you to think that its all that i'm thinking about
but goddamn i do and everytime that i hear someone laugh, it sounds just like you
Some of you may know that I work for the patent department of a large corporation with a big red X in the name. On a daily basis I am logging in to what is probably the most un-userfriendly website on the planet, the United States Patent and Trademark Office. There is a reason why people do not like to deal with government agencies and this website is a perfect example of why. But anyway, today I was browsing thru the site looking for Related Art so that I could fill out a IDS PTO-1449 form (and if anyone knows what that is, I will be impressed) A thought crossed my mind, I wonder if I could search for the very first patent on a heated hair straightener or something that can be used to straighten hair and I found it. So this is my homage to Frank O. Brown of St. Louis Missouri who on October 24, 1921 filed the very first patent on "Electrically-Heated Tongs" serial number 509,787 Patent Number 1,422,826.
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