ouija think was gonna happen?
While in the icy death grip of a weekend spent watching horror movies and guzzling Bartles and James wine coolers (my favorite movie - The Evil Dead/my favorite flavor - B&J's Classic Original), my college friends and I decided it would be awesome to tempt fate with a Ouija board.
Whether it was an actual interest in speaking with spirits or just the spirits that had been flowing through us, the idea - inspired by a scene in the Exorcist where Regan shows her mother the fun that can be had chit chatting with the devil through a Ouija board just before that pesky possession business - grew the more we drank. Before the evening morphed into a new day, a board, made by the fine folks at Parker Brothers, had been procured, and the six of us huddled around it, ready to have either a really great laugh or - dun, dun, DUN - unlock the gates of Hell.
"Is anyone here with us today?" we asked, stifling giggles and clouding the room with lots of shushing sounds. "If anyone is here with us today, please let us meet you."
Seconds later, the message indicator flew to the word 'yes' at the board's upper lefthand corner, and the six of us were welcoming CeCe, the spirit of a 13-year-old girl, into our circle. How sad, I remember thinking just before peppering CeCe with very important questions, such as who I would marry and how many kids I'd have. CeCe dutifully spelled out the name of my college boyfriend and swore I'd have eight children with him. She could have then told me I'd sacrifice every one of those children at the altar of some demonic beast and I'd not have cared because I was so thrilled at the prospect of marrying my college love.
The Ouija board - and CeCe - came out almost every time my friends and I got together. She was always very polite, sometimes quite playful, and, every once in awhile, downright bitchy. Kind of like my friends and I were when our periods were in sync. After an evening of play in my room, I'd tucked the board deep within my closet and shut the door. Several hours later, my roommate and I were awakened in the middle of the night by a loud crash. Flicking on the lights, we saw my closet doors thrown open and the Ouija board laying in the middle of the floor between our beds.
JUST THE OUIJA BOARD!!
Several seconds of silence led to nervous giggling which then resulted in us dashing out the door and away from our evil room for the remainder of the night. From then on, I was done with the Ouija board, but if I were to dabble with it today I'd like to tell CeCe that I DID NOT marry my college boyfriend (long story), nor did I have eight children (so it goes without saying I didn't sacrifice any of them to some demonic beast)(but two kids I had might want to watch their backs)(just kidding).
I'd also rethink where I'd go shopping for a Ouija board. My friends and I picked mine up at Easters Grocery Store in Missouri. Because shopping for your occult needs makes a great deal of sense at a place bearing the word Christians use to celebrate the resurrection of Christ.
(...and rimshot!) Thanks folks! That's it for me tonight! You've been a fantastic crowd! I'll be back next week! Happy Halloween, y'all!
(Hey, Backpacking Dad! The Exorcist is on Bravo at 1:30 p.m. Central Friday. #WTMD?)
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posted by for a different kind of girl @ 12:00 AM
41 Comments:
OMG Evil Dead?! Awesome. I knew I liked you chick.
I had a magnifying glass necklace. Scared the living shite outta my friends. It was teh awesome.
Man, I loved Bartles & James. I stole them out of my parent's fridge on a regular basis.
Never played Ouija but I did have some freaky experiences with Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board in my younger days.
Never unlcoked the gates of hell. That I know of...Bwa ha ha ha ha ha.
Never could get into the Ouija game growing up. I also had to look at it in your post about 3 times to spell it.
Odd that your favorite drink was a BJ...
Never could muster the courage for the Ouiji oard. I did participate in a "Seance" once in junior high, right up until all 30 candles in the room blew out at once and had us running for our lives.
I think that timing might be perfect. Kid'll be asleep probably the entire time.
I'm going to try to make this happen.
I'm starting to feel like I'm depriving my kids of the whole Ouija experience. And maybe they need to see the Exorcist, too. Girl, you got me all nostalgic-like.
Best Ouija scene ever: In Stephen King's The Stand. How I love to love my Nadine.
Ahhh...the Ouija board. I can't seem to get them to work anymore. I guess I frighten all the spirits off.
How I missed out on the entire ouija board experience I'll never know. I feel cheated. I'm with Jen above though, the light as a feather, stiff as a board game was FREAKY.
Have a Happy Halloween!!
I did the Ouija board once in high school. I think it told me I was going to have an affair with the President of the US. This has not come true...yet! (Oh, I kid)
Now I want a wine cooler, is that bad at 8:30 in the morning?
Years ago, my friends would turn this huge mirror into a Oujia board along with a glass tumbler used upside down as the indicator. They wrote in a thick black magic marker for the yes and no + letters. They say, when you make your own Ouija board, that it becomes much more lively. As they were playing along talking to the spirits, the glass tumbler went flying up against the wall breaking into pieces.
Always be careful using that board, because any evil spirit can hack in there going under a different alias, making you and your friends believing it is a deceased loved one or telling you "truths" about your past. They're clever and also very dangerous.
Bartles and James---aren't those wine coolers? Sounds so familiar. :)
Great story!!!
Oh man, I wish you still had that Ouija board. I sure could use on about now...
If Ce-Ce ever shows up again, just send her up here. I have plenty of space and my invisible man friend ghost could probably use some company.
Oh man, something was talking to me after dark last night. I think it was just the pizza and wings, though.
Happy Halloween!
I've never been able to bring myself to mess around with an Ouija board. I've told you... I'm a total wuss.
Loved the "BJ's" (TEEHEE) and their commercials with the old guys.....
Hated when everyone wanted to do the "life as a feather" crap at slumber parties. One time, the girl we were lifting suddenly got a bloody nose. FREAKED me out.
As I good Christian boy in a Christian school, I knew that the Ouija board (and perhaps Parker Brothers, as well) were of the devil, and if I ever got near one, my teachers (and perhaps my parents) would possibly beat me with wooden spoons.
But then, we also thought music by the Eagles and Fleetwood Mac was devil-inspired, so what did we know.
If your Ouija board didn't say anything interesting about me, it's a crock anyways.
Eight kids, huh?
I'll make no comment about the demonic-ness of such a number. But, they have made me crazy from time to time. . .
I was 13 when my best friend Jojo and I broke out a Ouija board her older sister kept hidden in the closet.
We lit candles and asked the spirits if they would like to talk.
They talked. I don't remember what they said.
But I do remember the bike ride home in the dark was one of the scariest rides I ever made thanks to that night.
I also remember my brother coming into my room in the middle of the night after hearing about our dance with the devil and scaring me so bad I peed the bed. At age 13.
I still hate him for that. He brings it up every chance he gets.
I've never went near a board again. I figure life is scary enough with out help from the occult.
Plus I apparently have poor bladder control.
Heh.
How much high fructose corn syrup, exactly, was in a Bartles and James?
I'm thinking those clever old men sitting on their front porch filled the bottles halfway with corn syrup, followed by a dash of seltzer and some Welch's grape jelly, and finally topped off with the bottom of some non-oaky Ernest & Julio barrel.
Ok, you and ~Deb have flipped me out.
My cousin and I used to *try desperately* to contact the dead on our Ouija board...nothin'.
Can I come play with you two?
I'll bring the B&J!
I am so glad you did a shout with BPDad because I was about to look it up on my DVR to see if it was on today! Yo, popcorn for lunch!! (BTW, my Bravo says 12:30 CST - The Omen is on now)
So seriously, didnt you ever see the Witchboard movies? Um,yeah. I see a Ouija and I run.
Nuf said.
Off to watch freaky 70's fright flicks!
I'm totally guilty of always being the one who pushes the little thing around on a ouija board.
That rocks! Just found your blog and am really enjoying it.
You make me want to go out and buy a Ouija board and get drunk and ask if I'll have any more kids. hee hee
OMG I have a scary Ouiga story, but it is too long to tell here. And Evil Dead? Dude, anything that man touches is gold. I loooove that movie.
Had to pop over here and tell you that you MUST order the chocolate bread from WHEN PIGS FLY. It is simply declicious!!
Hallie
I used to freak myself out with our Ouija Board. I seriously wonder what my mother was thinking when she bought that thing. It's one of those things that really puzzles me about my childhood. WHY. WOULD. SHE. BUY. IT?
Dark powers should only be meddled in for fun or to get rid of unwelcome house guests.
Face it, we've all raised the dead to get people to leave.
Just to be clear, Evil Dead 2 totally kicks the first one's ass.
"Groovy..."
freaky out fun is always better with alcohol and giggling girlfriends! ;)
my sister used to scare the shit out of me with the damn ouija board. i was terrified of that thing!
I've never dabbled with Ouija boards. Nowadays instead of talking to disembodied spirits in the afterworld, we all talk to disembodied spirits on the internet. Which can be just as scary.
Happy Halloween!
Those things are, full-on, Bad Mojo.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a date with the Army of Darkness.
Happy Halloween FADKOG!!
Those things are evil. Well except the time when I was in college and it told me that I would get a BJ from my gf within two days. Guess what? It happened. Freaky, eh? ;)
Brrrr... Ouija boards (and talk about Ouija boards) gives me the heebie-jeebies. Like FTN said, I grew up believing they were "of the devil."
Thank you so much for leaving me spooked on Halloween! I wish I had a Seagram's Golden Wine Cooler (sing that in a Bruce Willis voice) for comfort...
My High School became a Catholic school after my sophomore year. We would have priests and nuns come in and give us lectures about Ouija boards and other demonic things on a daily basis the full month of October. One time, the... uh HEAD priest dude, tried to scare us off of playing a game where you took 3 pencils, made a triangle and asked said some incantation then asked who was going to be the next to die. The triangle would then open and point at someone.
We had never heard of this game before! He made us want to play it even more when he said a few teenagers had died after the thing pointed at them.
The priest is dead now otherwise I'd go over there and show him I'm still alive.
Never really messed with an Ouija board as a kid or otherwise. Not to date myself or anything but I was in junior high in the late 60's and well we had some other things that allowed us to see God or the devil depending on the substance.
I'd always get too spooked to use the Ouija, but we did a number on ourselves exorcising the grounds at church camp.
oooooooh I love the damn Ouiji board. Makes me all evil and shit.
kelley - I would sit and watch the Evil Dead movies anytime, anywhere!
BC - B&J was the drink of choice when I got to college...until I unleashed the gates of hell that welcomed me into the arms of everclear. Sigh...
tattooedminivanmom - I'm sure that my drink choice says a hell of a lot about me!
Chas - Gah! That would have done me in! There were enough creepy Ouija board moments that I should have stopped playing with it, but it was captivating.
BP Dad - Another time, dear. Until then, we'll always have Paris.
Meg - The Exorcist still freaks me the hell out. Cripes, even the book creeps me out! I feel a need to read it again...
Middle aged Woman - I totally forgot about that scene! Considering how often I've seen the movie and read the book, I'm ashamed of myself!
heinous - I still have my board, and a couple years ago, my friend and I brought it out at a reunion. Totally still worked. Totally got the same "spirit".
stiletto mom - I remember the Light as a Feather, Stiff As A Board game from slumber parties, but it never seemed to work for me and my friends then.
dcd - If you could get that prediction to work, think of all the people out there who would love to then cry "Impeach" at our soon-to-be elected President!
deb - You mentioning the 'changing spirit' aspect reminded me of how that sometimes would happen. I'm not sure what I believe about the whole thing, but I know it did spook me.
seriously mama - I still have the board. I imagine CeCe and your ghostly dude could be good friends!
sherendipity - You have to be careful when getting your 'spirits' all worked up!
sammanthia - I'm more freaked out about using one now than I was in my careless youth! I can't bring myself to get rid of my board, though!
cocotte - When I looked up the B&J's website, I was charmed to see they still have the old dudes up as the corporate identity.
ftn - The Ouija board said you and I would meet one day and it would be magical. Then I giggled, and, wel, you were born too many years after me, so clearly the fates didn't want us to collide.
Des - Heh...I think the spirits really scared me with the idea of eight kids more than anything else!
redneck mommy - I didn't even like walking back to my dorm room after using the board. And don't even get me started on the topic of bladder control. Sheesh. Had I had those predicted eight kids, it would be shattered.
patty - No kidding, right? I always thought it humorous when a friend would beg off being drunk from her Bartles and James.
RLL - I can get them to work pretty quickly. Well, based on the past. I've not had one out for a couple years. For the right drinks, I might blow the dust off the thing!
Lori - I was creeped out by the Witchboard movies, so when the idea of getting a Ouija board came up, I was all, 'Oh, hell no!,' and now I'm the owner of the damn thing!
heather - I can say in good faith that I was never a pusher!
jenny - Thanks for coming over and for the comment. Maybe I should get my board out again and get my husband to try it with me so we can decide once and for all on the kid issue!
Kaila - You have me intrigued!
WWoW - I've been thinking about chocolate bread all weekend!
laggin - Your mom bought it?! That's both awesome and concerning!
Chris - I am not immune to playing dead to end a really bad date once...
twobusy - No argument from me, my friend. Now, let's head on down to that wood cellar and carve ourselves a witch...
chat blanc - Without any question!
ali - There's a reason I don't keep mine at my house, but at my Mom's instead!
Brian - Ha! I think you're on to something with that!
ciii - Ah, Army of Darkness. I need a serious trilogy weekend soon.
Chuck - I'm going to assume you don't mean it told you she was going to bring you a four-pack of wine coolers. :)
that girl - OMG, Bruce Willis? With hair? And the harmonica? Greatness. :)
Bee - BEE!! Did someone do the whole pencil/triangle thing regarding the priest?! Or did he, you know, succumb to old age?! :)
Michele - I had some friends who enjoyed those things I believe you're alluding to, but I went the old fashioned route with the Ouija board!
Zip - Exorcising the church camp grounds?! That just seems super creepy!
vodka mom - I'd have mine here, but I don't even want my boys getting it out and asking me to play that when they want to play a game with me!
To this day I am unable to speak of my first Ouija board experience. Let's just say I was a 9-year old scaredy cat and it involved a slumber party, a viewing of Cujo, a game (do you call it a "game"?) of Bloody Mary and a car backfire that sounded suspiciously like gunshots.
I was forever scarred. I'm still terrified of St. Bernards. Even the sweet ones with those barrels around their necks.
I love spooky stories. Of course, I prefer ones where the gates of hell don't unleash unholy demons, but still!
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