The General Musings of Falkie2013 (George Senda, The Guy From Pittsburgh)

[GravitySucks]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

Wild - cool story. Not your day to die, that much is clear.

[Lilith]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

I think You should call George and tell him about it. I'm sure he'll try to show interest, and do his best to help you.

[mikuthing01]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

Wow thats a crazy story... I remember hearing a story similar to that where there was a guy hit another guy head on. He said when they hit he was expecting a major collision but the cars passed right though each other and he could even smell the other drivers very bad breath as it happened then seen him in his rear view mirror.

[SnapT]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

Are you Mandela Effected?  Sounds like you died and quantum leaped to an alternate universe (this one).

[FallenSeraph]

I think You should call George and tell him about it. I'm sure he'll try to show interest, and do his best to help you.

Hilariously, I was driving a Ford Probe at the time, which would totally jive with the benevolent alien theory. Maybe it wasn't me they were saving. Maybe they just liked the name of my car. And not everyone gets probed, so they took off and left me alone on a snowy hill. I was not probe-worthy. 

That was the last time I attempted to drive on ice and snow, BTW. It was enough to send me to Phobia Town for the rest of my life.

[FallenSeraph]

Are you Mandela Effected?  Sounds like you died and quantum leaped to an alternate universe (this one).

OMG don't get me started on this because I had all the books when I was a kid and I SWEAR they were the Berenstein Bears! If they were the Berenstain Bears, we kids would've made all kinds of bear stain jokes about them.

If this is an alternate universe, I kind of hate myself for not at least throwing Liam Neeson in here as my husband. 

[SnapT]

OMG don't get me started on this because I had all the books when I was a kid and I SWEAR they were the Berenstein Bears! If they were the Berenstain Bears, we kids would've made all kinds of bear stain jokes about them.

That settles it, you were definitely roadkill in the BERENSTEIN universe and ended up here. The BERENSTAIN version of you ended up in the BERNSTEEN  universe.

Falkie should devote an entire show to this with you as the star guest.

Curious, did you ever get a chance to see the James Bond movie MOONRAKER before you died?

[FallenSeraph]

That settles it, you were definitely roadkill in the BERENSTEIN universe and ended up here. The BERENSTAIN version of you ended up in the BERNSTEEN  universe.

Falkie should devote an entire show to this with you as the star guest.

Curious, did you ever get a chance to see the James Bond movie MOONRAKER before you died?

No, but I keep meaning to call my college roommate from WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back because I also remember NELSON MANDELA DYING IN PRISON in 91 or something. We were at school at the time and I remember it being this big weepy emo college thing and an excuse to skip class and eat pizza.

This topic drives me insane. Whenever it comes up on C2C or Ground Zero or Darkness Radio, I have to turn it the hell off because my brain starts to melt.

[GravitySucks]

No, but I keep meaning to call my college roommate from WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back because I also remember NELSON MANDELA DYING IN PRISON in 91 or something. We were at school at the time and I remember it being this big weepy emo college thing and an excuse to skip class and eat pizza.

This topic drives me insane. Whenever it comes up on C2C or Ground Zero or Darkness Radio, I have to turn it the hell off because my brain starts to melt.

I believe that if you read up on the case of Steve Biko, you may find that it is he that you really remember dying in prison. It was on all the major news and SNL even did a tasteless skit on his death stating something like "Steven Biko's hunger strike was ended when prison officials force fed him through the top of his skull with a frozen pot roast."

[Rally Squirrel]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

If you told Falkie that then he would just launch into one of his many Manufactured Memories.

Manufactured Memories are actually very common and we all have some. They are events that you have vivid recollection of but they never happened. I do not know why it happens but our brains just make up stuff sometimes.
http://science.time.com/2013/11/19/remember-that-no-you-dont-study-shows-false-memories-afflict-us-all/

[SnapT]

No, but I keep meaning to call my college roommate from WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY back because I also remember NELSON MANDELA DYING IN PRISON in 91 or something.

Ironically, that seems to be a rare one. I think more people remember Sinbad's genie movie.

[jazmunda]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

Seraphim - you need to call into The George Senda Experience this Friday 10pm ET/7pm PT paranormalchat.com http://paranormal.chat

If you need the bat phone line to jump the queue please let me know. George is very fond of his female fans.

[WOTR]

That settles it, you were definitely roadkill in the BERENSTEIN universe and ended up here. The BERENSTAIN version of you ended up in the BERNSTEEN  universe.

Hmmm.  Does this mean that when I wiped out my bike at 150 in shorts, a T-shirt and no helmet that I ended up here as well? 

[jazmunda]

Here you go George.

Many Many haunted locations in the Bay Area that you can film on location and feature in your YouTube videos.

http://sf.curbed.com/maps/paranormal-haunted-bay-area-san-francisco

Have Muddy or Jaz call these places and arrange interviews for you.

-

George is a grown man, I think, and as such he is more than capable of arranging guests to appear on the show. Curtis and I are just facilitating George getting his own show if he deems them worthy. Ultimately it is up to him whether the show is a success or not.

It's stunning that neither Red nor Jaz - as producers of the new show - are funding Falkies trip and hotel stay at the upcoming woo-woo con in South San Francisco.  Even though Falkie badly wants to go, and Noory is going to be there.

It seems like the least they could do - as Falkie would be the one doing all the work while they'd be the ones basking in the glow of his successes.  Falkie has had quite an unfortunate run of folks putting their whims ahead of his needs.  It's shameful.

It was put on front street at the outset that the mudking and Ol' jaz cannot afford to fund this venture. We also were not asking for anything in return in terms of YouTube ad revenue. If George made money from YouTube from this venture it would be his to keep. As such he would be largely responsible for content. We would of course assist in lining up guests and facilitating the phone calls and moderating the show. George is ultimately the Master (sic) of his Domain.

If down the track the show is a success and we all become big stars we have made a pact to never let it get in the way of our FRIENDSHIP (plus Justin).

[WOTR]

If down the track the show is a success and we all become big stars we have made a pact to never let it get in the way of our FRIENDSHIP (plus Justin).

Just how the hell do you do it, Jaz?  Presumably dozens of phone calls, emails, (donations) and you keep a straight face.  Have you groveled enough and repented of your past to meet George's high expectations of his "friends?"

[jazmunda]

Just how the hell do you do it, Jaz?  Presumably dozens of phone calls, emails, (donations) and you keep a straight face.  Have you groveled enough and repented of your past to meet George's high expectations of his "friends?"

Mostly emails, no donations, no begging and only one phone call a few days prior to the show to brainstorm. I was gobsmacked halfway through the call when George asked Curtis and I whether we were live on the air at the time. George is the consummate professional and is always on. I guess talking to us in the comfort of his home studio, à la the great Art Bell, must have had George at ease and this is why he is so smooth as an on air talent. I see great things in his future and I was not even born with the remote viewing gene and, full disclosure, I'm third eye blind.

[MAX]

OMG don't get me started on this because I had all the books when I was a kid and I SWEAR they were the Berenstein Bears! If they were the Berenstain Bears, we kids would've made all kinds of bear stain jokes about them.

If this is an alternate universe, I kind of hate myself for not at least throwing Liam Neeson in here as my husband. 

I was flying on business to CA, had flight booked and changed it a day before, the original flight was the 911 United plane that crashed in PA. On other business trip we were flying from Columbia to Venezuela we missed the flight and it later ended up crashing into the Andes . I think I am like Falkie and died twice but in alternative universes.  Don't care for flying much since....

[Mizak]

I really want to call somebody and tell my story about the time I was driving en route from Iowa to Chicago, lost control of my car on an icy I-80, spun into oncoming traffic and hit a Mack truck head-on.

I remember looking up at the driver's horrified face because he couldn't stop his truck. I remember the giant grill of the truck just before it crushed my windshield. I remember closing my eyes at the moment of impact and thinking, "I hope this death is quick and painless." I remember hearing a loud boom ... and then I opened my eyes and my car was sitting in the middle of a field up on a hill next to the interstate. There were no cars anywhere. The highway was deserted. Nothing on my body was broken or bloody. I thought maybe I was dead and supposed to be looking for my "light" or something.

I got out of my car and there wasn't a scratch on it. I walked around for a few minutes. When I stopped shaking, I got back in the car, got back on the interstate, got off the nearest exit (Newton, Iowa), drove to the nearest service station and told the mechanic I had just hit an 18-wheeler head-on. He basically said, "Girl, you crazy."

I think about it all the time. ALL THE DAMN TIME and it happened about 15 years ago. Was it quantum jumping? A benevolent alien in a passing UFO? A wrinkle in time? ANGELS? Adrenaline-fueled telekinesis? Is there a truck driver out there somewhere who remembers a car smashing into him and then suddenly vanishing? It haunts me.

I've been on hold for open lines on C2C and also Schrader's show to try to tell this story, but I ultimately never get through.

This story might be too deep for Falkie, though, and I'm not trying to be an ass. I just don't think he has a book on it.

Please don't drive on LSD anymore!

[Lilith]

Are you Mandela Effected?  Sounds like you died and quantum leaped to an alternate universe (this one).

I still have these.

[nooryisawesome]

George is a grown man, I think, and as such he is more than capable of arranging guests to appear on the show. Curtis and I are just facilitating George getting his own show if he deems them worthy. Ultimately it is up to him whether the show is a success or not.

It was put on front street at the outset that the mudking and Ol' jaz cannot afford to fund this venture. We also were not asking for anything in return in terms of YouTube ad revenue. If George made money from YouTube from this venture it would be his to keep. As such he would be largely responsible for content. We would of course assist in lining up guests and facilitating the phone calls and moderating the show. George is ultimately the Master (sic) of his Domain.

If down the track the show is a success and we all become big stars we have made a pact to never let it get in the way of our FRIENDSHIP (plus Justin).

Master of his domain.

Have you all made a "bet". I'm taking Senda in that one.


http://youtu.be/JUtJBqgwNgo

[littlechris]

George is a grown man, I think, and as such he is more than capable of arranging guests to appear on the show. Curtis and I are just facilitating George getting his own show if he deems them worthy. Ultimately it is up to him whether the show is a success or not.

You don't see how arranging interviews for him would benefit the podcast??

[WhiteCrow]

Now that George and Callan have made a peace treaty, I say George should interview the other "Big Guy".  They both have cats. They both like chips.  The next dynamic duo???

Love ALL

[jazmunda]

You don't see how arranging interviews for him would benefit the podcast??

I do. Stay tuned.

[whoozit]

Please tell me you won't wipe his ass no matter the benefit to the show.  You have some dignity, right?

[jazmunda]

Please tell me you won't wipe his ass no matter the benefit to the show.  You have some dignity, right?

I'm not qualified to wipe my own. They don't call him themudking for nothing.

[Keyser Söze]

Please tell me you won't wipe his ass no matter the benefit to the show.  You have some dignity, right?

I'm not qualified to wipe my own. They don't call him themudking for nothing.

Jaz, while you've been wiping Senda's ass, did you find his missing cat stuck in his ass crack? 
Asking for Orangey The Cat.

[nooryisawesome]

I'm not qualified to wipe my own. They don't call him themudking for nothing.

You have had a bunch of rugrats, I'd say you are overly qualified.

[heater]

I'm not qualified to wipe my own. They don't call him themudking for nothing.

#truth

[Here We Go Again]

That George Senda guy is one pathetic soul. He needs to "re-boot" himself and just make fun of who and what he is instead of trying to be so serious. He is a living comedic figure and he needs to see himself as such. He might do better just by mocking himself and that may be his niche. He's old, fat, ugly, unwise, foolish and just a disgrace. He should use that to his advantage. He could be his own parody if he sees that. The kind of real person that makes all of us feel better about ourselves. He needs to see that bit and not think he is worth anything. With that, he might get somewhere. 

Just by being himself, that guy can earn a loyal base of numerous followers who look at his sad self and declare they aren't going to be like that. He is far superior to anyone in need of "self help" than any counselor could be. Any of his audience can just view his "work" and then feel their lives aren't so bad by comparison. On that scale, he'd succeed far beyond what he could ever envision doing it "his way."

[heater]

It's stunning that neither Red nor Jaz - as producers of the new show - are funding Falkies trip and hotel stay at the upcoming woo-woo con in South San Francisco.  Even though Falkie badly wants to go, and Noory is going to be there.

It seems like the least they could do - as Falkie would be the one doing all the work while they'd be the ones basking in the glow of his successes.  Falkie has had quite an unfortunate run of folks putting their whims ahead of his needs.  It's shameful.

I'm seriously considering renting an RV and doing a live multi-day broadcast for Contact in the Desert.  I'd be happy to brand it the BellGab Tour 2017 and place the show under the Gabcast banner.  The only things I need is about $3500 in donations and someone to commit to joining me to do Facebook Live recordings.  Of Course The George Senda Show would be invited to air live and stay on the RV with myself and the video person.  Do you think I should start a GoFundMe page? Can anyone reach out to Art Bell or George Noory for a sponsorship?!

Tickets - $275 x 3
Airfare Round Trip - $500
LTE Hotspot (for live stream) - $200
35' RV Week Rental - $1950