Episode 82 of the Scarydad Podcast
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How I got the prettiest girl in the room
It wasn’t anything I could have expected, that’s for sure. Life had done a number on me earlier that year and all my energy had been going to merely keeping rent paid and the lights on in my old haunted place. Little did I know that the (somewhat irresponsible) decision to duck into a bar and have a quick beer would change my life forever…
Another Crazy N’awlins Story
Hello there Minions. As promised, I will share my recent experience in the wonderfully haunted city of New Orleans. This time something occurred that is scarier than any time before it and is so bizarre I’m still creeped out about it days later. So, first I will tell you a story and I promise you it is entirely true and in no way embellished. Then I will share with you pictures and descriptions of this awesome and awful place.
Scarydad’s Haunted New Orleans Story
Many years ago, Bride of Scarydad surprised me with an impromptu birthday trip to the Crescent City. It was the first time I had ever been, which is pathetic since I live less than 300 miles away. Ever the fan of things dark and mysterious, and even more so a fan of booze, food, and more booze and food, I couldn’t wait. Here is the story of what happened that time I got drunk in New Orleans.
My Old Haunted Place
It all started back in 2001. I had been looking for a place in the center of town, closer to work and favorite hangouts. My sister had also recently moved to town and we were going to be roommates to try to save some cash. We were having trouble, however, because earlier in the year Tropical Storm Allison came through and flooded the city. Apartments were in short supply while people were having their houses repaired. But, I eventually found a realtor that dealt in independent leasing and she showed us the place.
It was perfect. It was the whole bottom floor of a HUGE duplex built back in the 20’s. The area of Houston I was looking in had been the ultra-rich suburbs when the house was built, and you could tell this had once been very nice digs. It was 1000 square feet with dark hardwood floors and trim, large bedrooms, a butler’s pantry, a dining room, a den, and very high ceilings. It also had a yard with a garage and a huge front patio. All for $825 a month!
We began moving in the next day…