All day Saturday July 21, it threatened to rain. The sky was an illuminated, swollen gray that was seeping thick humidity all over South Slope. This was remarked upon quite a few times by members of the Brooklyn Paranormal Society, as we waited on a strangers couch to have our fortunes. Eight members of BKPS were scheduled to meet for an impromptu session of Psychic On Your Couch.
It was two years ago, right around this time, close to Halloween, when Sonja and I found ourselves walking down Atlantic Avenue and, a mimeographed advertisement hanging on a street lamp caught our attention. It was a flyer for a drunken ghost hunting event with the Brooklyn Paranormal Society. Both drinking and ghost hunting are remarkable pastimes, each in their own right, but the combination seemed irresistible.