We were now pulling up to BM, and Tom kept a chuckling “ Ha ha. They are getting you back for that nasty gas leak of yours!” We get out of the Mystery Machine and Tom dons on his Beekeeper’s Outfit and I just sprayed myself with OFF. That’ll keep them away. On the short walk from the car to the front doors, I told Tom about the cleaning lady at Baker Mansion who used to clean for my gramma too. I told tom briefly about the time she was in the mansion, all alone one day, cleaning the bathroom on the second floor. This lady had long hair like Crystal Gayle. She told me that as she knelt down to scrub out the tub, she had a sensation of someone running their fingers through her hair. She quickly stands up and looks in the mirror to see her hair resembling the snakes on Medusa’s head. She screamed and got out of there. Tom said, “when did this happen?” and I told him over 10 years ago, because I hadn’t seen this lady in years.

 

No sooner did I say that, when all of the sudden, that very same cleaning lady answered the door when we knocked. I about swallowed my face. This Deja Voodoo stuff was starting to bother me. After I said something like, ‘speak of the devil’, Tom said “it happens in threes. It happens in threes.”

 

  My Gramma meets us in the front office of the mansion and Tom hands me two of his Ghostbusting devices. Some long hanger wire and a thermometer. I was ready for surgery. These gadgets were supposed to pick up magnetic vibes and hot/cold temps, I think. 

 

About an hour later, I’m back to my old wise cracking self, dismissing the US Hotel incidents as too much whiskey in my coffee. By this time we have been all through the mansion, and my wires never moved and my thermometer was on the color green. If the wires went haywire and if the green goes up to yellow or even red, get out of the house.

Tom was doing his usual talkings to the walls or walking through them, I forget. But I had to take a leak and I guess the ghosts did too because what happened next reminded me of the Mississippi Squirrel Revival. As I told Tom where I was heading, he said take the ghost devices with me when I go. “Are you kidding me?” I thought as I walked up the steps, alone to the Thomas Crapper, “where do the spirits go when the gotta go?”

 

I go in the second floor bathroom, put the devices in my back pockets and start to lift the lid on the seat, when POW! The hanger starts vibrating and the temp gauge is lighting up like the Main Street Electrical Parade. Not only did I piss myself silly, I went screaming out of the bathroom trickling like a fountain gone mad. I totally forgot about the bathroom being possessed. Tom saw me running down the hallways bouncing into everything like Tigger from Winnie the Pooh. And, then I believe Tom pissed himself from laughing at me.

 

I darted by him so fast he almost spun around and I yelped, “SEE YOU IN CHURCH!”