Archive for August, 2013

Today is a melancholy day.  Kids back in school, mixed feelings.  Pictures taken.  Started great, watched my sophomore walk off to the bus stop with her best friend, curls bobbing as she got smaller.  Drove the other to Middle School with Beastie Boys on the stere-O, Kisses goodbye.  Now I have the house to myself again, and hours of silence and peace and quiet, except for the occasional chicken cackle from out back or the new budgie chirping from up front.  Or phone call.  And all these emails to answer.

Still moving forward on that little idea, that little flag that was raised, which is snowballing into its own wonderful entity…

THE PROJECT we call it.  For now.

So with phone calls made for the day, emails sent, I finally get to sit down and write on the blog again.  And having come through all different kinds of emotions today I’m settling on words that I guess are a poem, constructed from a few of todays experiences.  If you like this, great.  If not, I’m not going to apologize.  It’s where I am, right now.

Where are you?

Walking back through the doors of the haunted house, I get a glimpse of who I am.  In my space which I have created, alone again.  Not bad alone, not good alone, indifferent, sloshing from light to dark and back again.  Swirling on the tilt a whirl.

Darkness on my right shoulder is mirrored by the angel on my left.  The constant tornado of light that pounds into my head from above, directly behind my left eye, is now joined by the new spike hammered in through my left temple.  A steel hammer on a steel spike, tink, tink, tink.  Not nearly as unpleasant as it sounds.

I’m done with talking, voice worn out.  Just watching and waiting, for the next piece.  I’ve extended the only hand I can.  So I’m Ophelia now.  Sinking slowly, gently smiling.  Not in water, but in blood.  As the sun warms my face, I wait.

 I’ve got my number now.

by Katie Rose Pipkin

artwork by Katie Rose Pipkin




OK, so if you follow me anywhere else, you may be kind of tired of hearing about this, but I’m trying to get the word out, not just about this event but that being psychic is fun.  Really, Really fun.  Not creepy or weird, maybe unusual, but a lot of fun too.

Flix Brewhouse is a movie theater here in Austin that does lots of fun stuff.  You can eat a tasty meal and have a beer or drink while watching a movie in comfort and style.  Last month they had a showing of Talladega Nights to celebrate Will Ferrell’s birthday, complete with birthday cake and commemorative pint glasses.  Check this out…

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Pretty Rad.  So on the way I was thinking, since I’d just watched the Sixth Sense with my daughter, what if they did a Q&A with a psychic along with a screening of the movie for Halloween?  I told Jim and he was like, “Yea, that would be cool.”  Then we watched Talladega Nights and had a blast.

So the next day I Emailed Flix with my idea, and heard back from Merredith, the Marketing Manager – who is incredibly wonderful to work with.  By no coincidence, they were having a meeting that afternoon and she was excited to pitch it….The powers that be had the meeting and came back with this counter – how about poltergeist?


HELLS YEA!!! That was an even BETTER IDEA than Sixth Sense.  Creepier.  Scarier, OLDER and it goes without saying…


I was totally on board.  So here is the idea come to life.  This is what happens when you STRIKE WHILE THE IRON IS HOT.

If you have a crazy little idea, share it, something really cool and amazing can happen!  And if you partner with someone SUPER KICK ASS like FLIX BREWHOUSE that says, yea, I GET it and want to do it to…something like this can happen.

Get your tickets here:

click on Purchase Tickets in the top left hand corner and choose poltergeist.

Then Show up October 29 and let’s have a kick ass time.

Here it is…




First let me apologize.  I’ve been a neglectful blogger.  I’ve been wrapped up in getting a bunch of shizzle done, and like, making some serious stuff happen with the help and collaboration of my peeps at the Traveling Psychic Supper Club and our Director David Sauvage, Production Partner Andrew Bly and all the freaking amazingly positive energy in the universe and beyond.  So, I’m sorry I’ve been off the radar for a while.  Also went to Boston with Psy-Fecta, where things blew up and shit got real.  Real Deal Spirit Communication is in effect, y’all.

Within 10 minutes of being there I saw a full (what looked like real life, nothing fuzzy or misty about it – full) body apparition there.  Feel dumb even calling it an “apparition”  – it looked like a real life man.  I even asked Janice the owner if it was her husband, who was over 3 hours away so that was a NO.  This is the staircase I saw him swing around the corner and go up.

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Lacey’s pendulum kicked it up into high gear.  If you look closely you can see the pendulum swinging between Susan and Lacey.

LaceyPendullumSeriously that little Mama killed it with the pendulum at the Seth Pope House.

And Susan and I were receiving information like crazy.


So much to share, I really wish I had written when we were there, and I kind of kicked myself for it.  I hate backtracking for the blog, but so much happened,  I’ll try to get to it all, having the pictures helps to go back to helps.  And for now, I’m in a rush, so there are some pics from Seth Pope, and a little teaser for the future…

something rad is about to go down here in Austin.  Click the Pic to view the original trailer from 1982.



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