I've been lazy, I know. I have no good excuse. But, you wanted it, so I'm back with the behind-the-scenes reflections from 'Collector. Let's get right to it.
Sawyer, Michigan, right on the shores of Lake Michigan itself. That's where you want to be during the winter...north and on a Great Lake. Ugh! The days were sunny, but cold. Our spirits were stable, but we all began missing home and those who were missing us. It resulted in a lot of solo time off-camera and I was frankly okay with that. We all need time to ourselves to decompress and relax. It makes the times together that much better, I think. One of the days I wasn't needed on set right away I went to the movies. I went alone, which I never do, but I found myself walking through the hotel parking lot towards the highway, towards the theater on the other side of it. Why did Brian cross the road? Because Safe House with Denzel Washington was playing and I had nothing else to do. So, like Frogger, I made my way across a major highway, hopping two fences and a divider in the process. At that moment I was glad I was alone, I don't think I got over the fences as gracefully as I once might have. It had been a long winter thus far and I was only Batman in voice, not in motion.
|You get any EVPs, punk?|
• There was another story that we were interested in following up on when we first got to Joanie's house. The piano room had a large portrait of a man in it. He was the owner of the piano and a former owner of the house. He was a well known figure in the community...I'll come back to this, I want to get the facts right.
|Omen or coincidence?|
|They know kung fu?|
|Use the Force, Luke|
Radford, VA was our next stop - it was a college town and school was in session. The hotel had a Mexican restaurant attached to it called Alejandro's...and for some reason, we delighted in mispronouncing the name (ale-jan-drows) and adding him to our pantheon of mundane demigods (of which the first one I will mention in the next episode's blog). We did a lot of driving to and from the location and we got to know the town pretty well. I got pulled over for speeding, but unlike NY cops, this officer was an actual human being and I was able to reason with him and he let me go without a ticket. Thank you, Radford Officer. Speaking of my home state, we watched an important football game which got the NY Giants into the Super Bowl. I'm not an avid follower of football, or sports in general, but it was nice to see my home team destroy the teams of these west coasters. Heh heh...like I had anything to do with it. There was also a game and comic store in town that I had wanted to go to, but every time I stopped by, they were closed, or doing inventory or SOMETHING. I'd knock on the glass door and a chunky, bespectacled man would peer out at me and say nothing. Never once did he say to come back later, or the next day or offer to let me buy a damn comic or anything. That store is now on my list of arch enemies. Sounds crazy, huh? I guess it was only fitting since we were about to investigate an insane asylum.
|Many rooms, many mysteries|
|There Won't Be Blood|
|Who watches the watchers?|
|The Dark Night Crouches|
Originally, we were going to have our first Haunted Collector event at St. Albans, but due to low ticket sales, we've decided to cancel it. Plus, we might not be available in September...all good news on that front. However, I do hope it gets rescheduled and people sign on to attend - it really is a cool place and it's one I do want to get back to, since we've barely scratched the surface of this one. While removing an object may help lessen activity, it doesn't always eradicate it completely, especially in a place like this. St. Albans, I'll be back some day. Count on it...