Ghosthunting For UNICEF

Ghostcar As if a 1987 Buick Skyhawk weren't scary enough, imagine one being driven from one haunting to another by a real live literal-intrepretation-of-the-word-ghostwriter ghostwriter. Shiver. Picture paranormal investigator, writer, and humorist John Kachuba in his rusty steed, the Ghosthuntermobile. See them on adventures with blustery phantoms, wayward ghosts, speed limits, stop signs, midnight oil changes. Midnight underwear changes. Now imagine you're behind the wheel, that you're driving this spooky blue car, and that this somehow helps kids. Not that Casper the Ghost kid but real live kids.

Ghostcar Fortunately, this ain't no Halloween apparition. The Ghosthuntermobile is up for auction and proceeds are being donated to the U.S. fund for UNICEF. Now's your chance to bid on something Mr. Kachuba describes as, "hand-painted with ghosts, demons, tombstones, and actual haunted houses by fine arts instructors at Ohio University... Since the radio doesn't work, you won't have any noise to disturb you from concentrating on ghosts. It's also a great summer car, since the rust holes in the doors provide extra ventilation."

Details on this sweet ride at www.johnkachuba.com.

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P.L. Frederick said…
Curses, I've been outbid!
October 29, 2007
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