A house doesn’t have to be haunted in order for lingering spirits to be attached to the property. I believe in guardian angels, as well as mischievous souls stuck in Purgatory. Growing up in a very old farmhouse (which is… Continue Reading →
Hunting for buried treasure isn’t exactly a profession that everyone seems qualified for. Chasing random theories and thin leads is expensive (see Digging Toward Debt: Oak Island’s True Curse)… and it doesn’t seem to be one with built-in longevity. So,… Continue Reading →
Per Matt Gamers have gotten a bad rap throughout the years via feature films (and through a variety of TV shows). It takes all kinds of people to make up any sort of generic category, and I contend that you’ll… Continue Reading →
What’s the commonality between death dates, an undercover hostage exchange that goes sideways, a doomsday theory and an industrial-sized box of crystal meth? They’re all clues used, in part, to define the season finale of Manifest.
Who are the real people who run the country? Not the ones who give never-ending press conferences and social media posts… it’s the government agents working overseas, acting with our country’s best interests at stake. It’s the government contractors who… Continue Reading →