The Spirits are Restless

I was watching the cable Travel Channel earlier, when the camera crew caught obvious signs of paranormal activity at Castle Kinnitty in Ireland.

So my question is: why doesn't this type of thing happen to me? Like, ever?

It's not that I doubt that there are such things as ghosts, goblins, UFOs, aliens, Loch Ness monsters, and Rosie O'Donnells...but why can't I ever see them in action?

And it's through no lack of living in an older house either, as both my grandparents homes' dated pre-1600s.

The closest I ever came to encountering paranormal activity is once when I was playing on the Ouija board, you know, like you do...and my cousins' hands spelt out, "Alice", which was my great-grandmother's name, in whose old sitting-room we were in.

Just then, a candle we had in the middle of the table blew out.

I blame the open window, but we all still ran out of the room in a panic (for effect).

Yes, I'll believe in ghosts if they appear before me, but to be completely honest, my suspension of disbelief begins and ends with Jesus Christ.