The "Burble Family"
Part II: The Field Test Report

16, January, 06

Private Residence: London, Ohio

A new friend of mine was having troubles with a spookie that was causing her dogs more grief than her. Turns out the spirit in question was the old world farmer's wife type that still believed a dogs place was in the barn, not in the house. It takes a lot to make a purebred American Pit bull cringe, but this spirit was causing him so much stress, that he developed Colitis, and had to be medicated. Strange thing though, the female Pit didn't have the same troubles as the male did. Maybe "Aunt Clara" as the lady called her, thought differently of males...I dunno.

We're not certain when the house was built, because there was a fire at the Town Hall back in the 30's, and any record prior to that was destroyed. A rough guess, would be it may have been built around the early 1900's or so.

So after we said our "hellos" and got acquainted, I took a walk through the house to try to get a "feel" for the place. I personally didn't get that much of the usual "bzzzt" feeling out of it, but the lady was insistent there was something there, plus she had seen "Aunt Clara" on several occasions.

I couldn't pick up on a name though. My friend only called her "Aunt Clara" after the goofy aunt on the old Bewitched show. I guess I wasn't "tuned in" or something that night.

I switched on Big Daddy Burble, and he started screaming from the foot of the stairs, all the way up into the main bedroom, then just *beep* *beep* beeped* in rhythm to my footsteps on the carpeting. After discharging the antenna, I set Big Daddy on the bed, and stood there for a few minutes. The alarm slowly came to life, then went full tilt again....Ok, lets go to the other upstairs room now.

Big Daddy didn't seem to thrilled with anything going on in there, on the main floor, or in the basement, so we focused on the main bedroom for the night.

It seems "Aunt Clara" was being shy, and mainly just hung around the stairway and bedroom. I set Big Daddy on one of the lower steps, and he would occasionally sound off then go silent again. Alrighty then, lets try something cool...see if it really will work.

I placed the Triplets in the hallway, sort of Land Mine Style in a staggered row along the length of the hall leading into the main bedroom, then set up the video camera against the far wall pointing out into the hall. The wait wasn't a long one, and sure enough, the far Triplet lit up...then the middle one lit up...then the Triplet closest to the bedroom door lit up...then Big Daddy on the bed woke up. STUPID ME, had the video camera set on Infinite Focus, so if there was any focal blur to be seen, I missed it...*sigh*

But the Burbles reacted in sequence as I had hoped for.

I left the video camera running, and went downstairs to get some audio recorders and microphones.

I'm still kind of on the fence about digital voice recorders, but I'm willing to to give them a chance. I put one one the bed with a computer stand microphone plugged into it, and started the questioning after the Burbles settled down from picking up MY movements.

I took Big Daddy downstairs, and brought up Mama Burble for this, placing her on the bed.

Here's the odd thing that happened...after asking a question, Mama Burble reacted with her alarm. The tone would sound off in varying lengths and pitches...

Here is the first question:

The second question:

And finally the third request:

My friend made some really good Chili and Garlic Bread, so while we ate dinner, I had Big Daddy on the table pointing to the stairway. Every so often he would just *chirp*, then a few seconds later, I would hear Mama up in the bedroom go off for a few minutes.

After we ate, I spread the Triplets around the bedroom, and watched as they would flash then go out one by one, as if "Aunt Clara" was strolling around the room...

AND YES, this time I had the brains to reset the auto-focus on the video camera, and we got some blur action.

Ok, now get this, just use your imagination if you want to, but this was something to witness...I had a Triplet on each corner of the foot of the bed, one on the dresser, and Mama on the bed. My friend and I were in the room watching, as the Triplet on the corner of the bed closest to the window, lit up...then the one on the other corner lit up...then the one on the dresser lit up...then a minute later Mama on the bed sounded her alarm....It was like "Aunt Clara" looked out the window, walked over to the dresser to brush her hair, then got into bed. Did "Aunt Clara" show up on the video tape, you ask? Of course not...that's the way it goes.

I also had a tape recorder with the new Ultra-Sonic mic on the stairs, and let one side of it run out, before taking it up to the bedroom.

The rest of the night was my friend and I at the dining room table talking the night away, as the video camera and the Burble Family was doing their thing up in the bedroom. Things never happen till you watch the tapes anyway...

The Ultra-Sonic mic is whole new story...(see the "macguyverisms" page)

Well, it looks like this thing works also, but not with the results I was hoping for.

After about 8 or 10 minutes of pure silence on Side B of the cassette tape, all of a sudden there is this God-awful screeching that is in fact a signal frequency coming from SOMEWHERE...Where exactly? I have no idea...

I tried to figure out if it was coming from the neighbor's satellite dish. Its nothing but pure farmland out there as far as the eye can see, and the nearest neighbor was about a couple hundred yards away. There's no Cable TV service out there, so they have to rely on dishes, local programming, or lots and lots of DVD's to entertain themselves. My friend doesn't have a dish, so it was nothing coming from her house.

I've had a killer headache from listening to the tape and tone in its entirety, so I just cut a 5 second piece of it, so you can hear it here.

Yeah, imagine this through headphones bouncing around in your head. No wonder the dogs are skittish in there.

So what was this tone, and where did come from?....Aliens?...Government Mind Control Experiments?...The H.A.A.R.P.  Project?...The "Other Side"?...Ya got me... It wasn't coming from the tape recorder itself, or it would've been on Side A also. Side A is silent.

I'll tell you what, lets not even try to guess. Lets just leave this mystery alone. If it was in fact the neighbor's satellite dish, then great, if not well I'm not going to lose any sleep over it, just let it go and keep eating Tylenols like they were M&M's until this headache goes away.

In conclusion...In observation...and in a proud moment... the Burbles done good!

They reacted as I had hoped in a controlled field-test environment, and gave us some interesting results and feedback. I'm not going to try to make any claims of absolutes here, but they will most definitely have a place in my equipment bag from now on. They were the heroes of the night....

The Burble Family, ladies and gentlemen...lets give them a big round of applause!!

"But what happened with "Aunt Clara" Ken?"

We came to the conclusion that, by the way the Burbles reacted as if she was going to bed, that "Aunt Clara" may have just died in her sleep. She's still going about her daily routine of running the farmhouse, and trying to get the dogs to stay in the barn. Hopefully an agreement was reached between her and my friend, and they can live together without anymore incidents...

My friend said that the room still felt a little stifling, but not as much as it had before.

I think it was a pretty productive night all around...

(oh yeah, my headache finally went away too)

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