Showing posts with label introduction. Show all posts
Showing posts with label introduction. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Land of the Lost

 

She's a sleestak...woah oh oh woah oh oh! (Nerf Herder, look it up)

How goes it, Earthlings? Today we're going to start a two part discussion about a very unusual trend in cryptozoology, that of the living dinosaur.

So what is a "living dinosaur", exactly? Well, at it's simplest, it's the idea that a resident reptile (or species of reptiles) from a bygone age has somehow remained undetected until modern times. A good example of this in practice would be the popular hypothesis that the Loch Ness Monster is supposedly a plesiosaur (or family of them) and survived the mass extinction event because it was able to camp out underwater for long enough. Any creature that could prove the idea in and of itself would basically be considered one of the Holy Grails of cryptozoology, as the discovery of the possibility of a dinosaur surviving through to modern times would basically open up the creature catalog of the entire fossil record to possible discovery. Think kind of like the Ark of the Covenant, minus this.

Anyways, where did this idea even come from and get started? Good question. Actually, the idea itself started getting circulated quite early, as the identification and reconstruction of dinosaurs started all sorts of imaginations as to the similarities between them and the hitherto firmly-in-the-camp-of-the-mythical dragons of legend. Once that germ of an idea began to spread, combined with the occasional "living fossil" finds such as the coelacanth and our reconstructed records of forgotten fauna expanded, it became easier and easier to justify the inclusion of "dinosaurs" as a viable hypothesis to explain sightings of unusual or mysterious creatures. Bigfoot, Champ, Ron Paul...all became possible examples of something unexpectedly surviving until modern times.


So, if the theory is so widespread, why don't we have any examples of it actually occurring? Well, nature, mostly. You see, the theory in and of itself is kind of a reach, even for cryptozoologists. See, if we look through the fossil record, you can damn well find almost anything that you can imagine, so one can always use it as an alternative hypothesis. Also, the likelihood of even a small herd of dinosaurs surviving undetected while still being able to have enough food to continue to flourish in incredibly small, even in the (few) areas that have little to no human habitation/traffic. Lastly, even if one of these wonder-herds did exist, nobody seems to take into account the fact that these things would have had thousands of years to evolve into completely new creatures. But still, the idea is an attractive one at least at the romantic level, so it persists to this day.

Aaaand that's it for today. Friday I'll go into specific famous and not-so famous examples of supposedly still-living dinosaurs. Take it easy!

 

Friday, January 6, 2012

Mission Accepted!

I typed "haunted interview" into google image search, and here was one of the first things that popped up. Go figure...

 Just finished my interview to join PORT (the Paranormal Occult Research Team), and it looks like I've been accepted! I'll keep you guys appraised as I can (keeping in mind that I'm one of those weirdos who takes things like "confidentiality agreements" and "ethics" seriously), but it looks like the first step to actually getting some new material rather than meta-review has just officially been completed. Yee-haw!

Monday, January 2, 2012

New Jack City

Better this than spring-heeled, wouldn't you say?

I always considered the jacks in a deck of cards to be the most fun. As in, on those occasions where I put on my "betting man" hat, I usually support hands with jacks much longer than is considered to be safe or sane. But hey, everyone's got their quirks, I also do the same with pocket deuces, putting myself over my head into all-ins that require a miracle by the river lest I get washed out to sea...but enough of the poker poetry, this is a paranormalists blog, let's get to the weirdness already, right?

Well, no, actually. It's -my- blog, and while I do my best to stay on point, I figure it's worth a bit of time to just riff and let you see a bit more of your narrator other than through the random scraps of legends that he serves up every weekday. For today's entry, that's going to take the form of me talking about New Years and what it meant for me.

I moved away from my hometown about a year and a halfish ago, and thus far, haven't had the opportunity to go back. It was a self-imposed move, as I felt I could learn and grow and even become a little bit more like the people I truly looked up to and respected by taking myself out of my comfort zone and inserting myself somewhere that had no safety net to fall back on. And sure enough, it's made me grow. In most ways it's beneficial, but in a few, it is in what I'd consider a detrimental way. Those few bits of detrimental development are hard to shake when you're constantly immersed in the situation you've constructed for yourself, and it can make even the smallest changes take place at a virtually glacial pace. So there are times I look back at my old life, with my robust social network and support and resources, and I get at least a little bit jealous of the "old me".

Well, while I haven't been able to go back yet (mostly for fiscal reasons since I'm the only one taking care of me up here, and I want to make sure I am -well- squared away before I traipse back to my old stomping grounds), I did get exceedingly lucky with having two of my good friends stop down to visit just before New Years. Ben and Laura, as they are called by the community at large, used to be my roommates and are two of the sweetest people I've ever met. I actually, believe it or not, got to be the presiding religious figure at their wedding (sort of, not-really-long story that I don't feel like getting into here). Anyways, Ben is one of my personal heroes and Laura is one of the most successful academicalish people that I know, and they were here for a bit.

And it awakened a bit of the "old me". Seeing how happy they were to see me, how much they missed me, and how easily we picked back up again from where we left off spiritually rejuvenated me, and the timing was absolutely perfect, making this New Years a happier holiday for me than even Christmas was. And it allowed me to take an objective inventory of myself and what I wanted out of life.

So, to Ben and Laura, you guys are amazing, and I hope you know that even just seeing you for a day made/will make (depending if you consider New Years more of a closing or opening ceremony) my entire year better, and to the readers, I hope you all can find a way to refresh yourselves as well...it does the spirit a world of good.

Friday, December 30, 2011

Ghosts of Times Past

Time moves on, but nothing ever changes...

Well, this will be the last entry of this year. Next week/year I hope to have been accepted into P.O.R.T., have some more practical advice on specific spirits or cases, another gadget/gear rundown, some general investigation ideas, and also something to establish a bit more of my hipster cred since I feel like I've been focusing perhaps a little too closely on the Paranormalist bit of the blog. Anyways, take care, and have a great New Years!

Monday, December 19, 2011

Introductions, Of Course

An Omen Most Dire...My name is --------, and I'm a self-described hipster. I'm an arrogant elitist who looks down on strangers and passes judgment quicker than most would pass the salt. I only listen to certain types of music and get turned off by bands once they become mainstream. I'm an Apple user. I have a guitar that I don't know how to play proudly displayed in my living room. I am a snobby drinker, compulsively shop at thrift stores, and voraciously read books on men's fashion. In other words, the best example of a douchebag one could really ask for. However, thanks to a relatively unusual night of Craigslist hunting, I've applied to become a member of a paranormal research group. So, this blog is going to be a running journal of what my experiences are, both in pursuing the mysterious and interacting with those others who've decided to chase them. Oh, of course names will be changed to protect the innocent and all that jazz.