I'm watching a show about methamphetamine and learning about the Mexican mafia. Drugs are interesting. I want to know how documentaries protect anonymity. The last show was on cocaine, and this guy in Columbia was filmed at his house and farm, with he face just shown on camera. Columbia's no joke. This guy and his wife and two daughters would be dead if someone didn't protect them. I'm just curious. The next show is about pot. I'm excited.
& London has a big cocaine problem, but they don't like crack. I didn't know that. Americans are all about meth & crack.
And why is it that dope can mean like 100 different things? It's confusing.
Anyway, enough about drugs. This weekend was pretty eventful. I went to WV, watched a boy get chased by a clown on stilts, got freaked out in cell #2 and heard some pretty righteous accents.
I went to WV with five other people, all from IUP. We went to go to Dungeon of Horrors at the old WV State prison in Moundsville, WV.
OH WTF. GIANT PICTURES OF METH MOUTH ON MY TV. ICK.
So, the car we drove to WV broke down in a pizza hut parking lot because the battery died. We waited for AAA forever and had to get our tickets moved to the 9:45 time. It was totally worth it though, the haunted house was awesome. I screamed a couple times. I didn't really appreciate the way people were touching me though, getting way too close. IDK. It was still fun though.
The image I will have in my head of the whole trip is as follows:
Christian was separated from the rest of the group because he was the last person. We were in some type of basement-type room that was filled with fog and had some orange lights, but you really couldn't see a way out. The rest of my group stops to try and figure out how to get out when we realize that we lost Christian. No joke, running out of the fog in the funniest scene I've ever seen, is Christian followed by a really sadistic-looking clown running after him on stilts. I'm laughing pretty hysterically as I'm writing this. He wasn't running like a normal person would be running, his hands were up and there was a mixture of horror and utter satisfaction on his face. It was spectacular. He ran past me and past Adam who was in the front of the group did a U-turn then the clown went away. It was the funniest thing I've ever seen. I'm still laughing.
Oddly, I was okay with the clowns because I didn't realize they were clowns until we were away from them and Tiff was yelling about them. It was funny as hell.
Some guy got up in my face and said he was going to disembowel me and do something to my intestines. Other ones, always guys, were like leaning on me, and we all know I don't really liked being touched. Plus, if you're standing in my way and I can't see shit, you should be the one moving, not me. We went into this one part of the jail that looked like a house, a guy screamed "DO YOU KNOW WHAT WE DO TO INTRUDERS?!" I just said "Eat 'em" and he yells "Good guess!" it was funny :D
There's a church that grows pot. This is too great. It's protected by the constitution because it's a religious institution, lol. These people are rolling the most excessive joints ever. It's kinda funny.
But anyway, the morning after the haunted house, we went on a tour which freaked me out more than the haunted house. All of those Paranormal State and those kinds have shows have found stuff at the prison. The tour took like two hours, during which the guide told us about the inmates and the various horrible things that went down there. They used to straight-up torture people into submission. I was cool until we got to the first big cell block. Things were eerie, but it wasn't bad until then.
Cell #2 freaked me out hardcore. I'm definitely a skeptic when it comes to all that, even though my old house has some weird shit going on, but all in all, I wasn't expecting much. When I got into that cell though, I felt like I couldn't breathe. There was an enormous weight on my chest, and I felt kind of dazed. When I got out it felt like there was a hand on my chest. Tiff said something weird happened to her in that cell too. She had been recording the tour on her phone, but when she got out of that cell, the recording had been stopped and deleted, and started again without her touching anything.
I don't know if I'm going crazy, but something was definitely in that cell. No joke. I couldn't breathe. After we got out of that part of the jail I was fine, but it freaked me out.
As for accents, there were a bunch of people with varying degrees of southern accents. One woman has a really weird, almost New York plus southern sounding accent. It was just interesting.
All in all though, it was cool and I had a lot of fun. I'm trying to get a paper done now, so hasta luego.
Oh, if you're interested, check out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Virginia_State_Penitentiary
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