All of these people were somehow connected to the house. That is really weird. It's very strange. Weird for sure, and I hate it. It's giving, let's play with a Ouija board on this native burial ground on Friday the 13th, and then just not remember to say goodbye. But that wasn't all there was to the story of this house. And it's particularly dark laden energy. Hi Cassie. Hi Caitlyn. Hi creepy people. Hello. Hello. Oh, I'm still keeping it spooky. Why? All October. She's drunk on pumpkin spice.
I literally. Yeah. Yeah. Two sips in and you're like, yeah, drunk on pumpkin spice. I am basic white bitch wasted. Yeah. As basic as it gets. Oh yeah. Who are we again? This is PNW Haunts and Homicides. If you're new to our creepy corner of the world, we chat about true crime, the paranormal, and all things creepy in the Pacific Northwest. Do you know what else we do? What?
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Yeah. I'm really excited. I know that it's rare. I know it is. I feel as though it may be unearned, but we'll see. I know. I feel like I'm going to regret saying that. Yeah. But basically, in Southeast Portland, there is a home that one neighbor interviewed by local television station, Koin 6, says, "has changed hands a number of times." Hmm. I wonder why.
Well, I mean, probably not particularly remarkable on the surface when one considers that many of the homes in the Moreland neighborhood were built in the 1920s or 30s. Ooh. So in all likelihood, many of them have changed hands many a time. That's like a hundred years. It is, like a hundred years. Man. One family lived there happily for roughly four years in the mid-90s.
Pictures of what seemed to be a normal family home in Portland were featured in the YouTube video produced by the same television network for broadcast. Ooh. Coin6? Yes. Okay. This home is at the corner of 36th and Lambert. I have no idea where that is, but that's okay. That's a Moreland neighborhood. I don't know where that is either. My mom does. I'm sure she's listening. She's like, "Hey, no, wait, that is." She's like, "I drive by that all the time." Don't drive by it. Okay. Don't do that.
Don't go near it. Okay. Just don't deal. Deal. Okay. In the summer of 1989, 34-year-old mother, Vicki Lynn Cutsforth killed her two young children. Myra Cutsforth, age 10, an Abigail Cutsforth, age 7. Oh, that is, I'm not excited anymore. I take it back right now. Mm-hmm. Yeah, I thought the turner-on would be rather swift. Dang it. Yeah. Both had been shot in the head. After killing her daughter's, Vicki then turned the gun on herself. That is just so fucking sad.
Yes. When Detective David Simpson made an official statement on behalf of the Portland police bureau, the autopsy's were pending, but it was believed that the family had been dead for only about 24 hours. She was connected to another infamous gunman from the Salem area of Oregon. Lawrence W. Moore. Okay. Have we talked about him? We actually kind of have. Oh. Yeah, this is about to get really weird. Okay. I like weird. Yeah. Well, I don't know if you like this brand of weird. Quit ruining it.
I'm sorry. Not sorry. Taken from the UPI archives, dating back to September 7, 1989, the headline read, "Murder Suicide Mom Related to Maskiller." Oh, wow. What a headline. Mm-hmm. In the U.S. and Oregon, a registered nurse who shot and killed her two young daughters and then herself was the sister of a man serving a life term for killing four people and wounding 20 others in a 1981 tavern shooting police said.
The woman was also heavily involved with psychics and believed in channeling with dead spirits. A police spokesman said on Wednesday. So, you know, it's not the worst we've seen, but definitely dripping with some pretty icky, verbiage there. Yeah. So, let's talk about the connection, though, just briefly. Okay. Okay. Are we going to get back to this spirits thing? Uh, well, no, not really. Why? What does that have to do with anything? That's the whole point, right?
What does it have to do with anything? Wow. Okay. It's a little bit too much to make her look like she's deranged or she's, you know, crazy, which I'm, you know, somewhat argue that to kill your own children, you'd have to be a little crazy, but something was wrong, yes, but it didn't have to do with, right, spirits. Doesn't have anything to do with that that I'm aware of. On May 8, 1981, Lawrence, a 20-year-old man with a brain defect entered the Oregon Museum Tavern and began shooting.
Oh my gosh, that's so terrifying. Yes. In less than a minute, four people were suddenly slain and 20 more were injured. That shooting took place at the Oregon Museum Tavern, a bar that has further connections to other violent crime. What is going on? Right. I would like to know. It's like a threat of crime. We've talked about it in another previous episode of the show, so I could literally go on and on, but we can only talk at so many threads here, people, because holy hell of a sweater.
Wow. That's weird. I just said thread in the mirror just talking about threads. Sweat away the, it is. Yes. So there's a series of crimes that all appear to be unrelated based on all of the facts at least that I have, and yet they seem eerily intertwined. Not by the evidence, but by the people's lives that became commingled by violence, and all of them had something to do with this house in Southeast Portland.
If maybe only tangentially, but all of these people were somehow connected to the house. That is really weird. It's very strange. Weird for sure, and I hate it. It's giving, let's play with a Ouija board on this native burial ground on Friday the 13th, and then just not remember to say goodbye. Sounds fun to me. Well, it's the 14th year too fucking late. You are shit out of luck. You know I don't believe that Friday the 13th is bad luck.
Okay, but if you're already doing all of that others, are you, like, it's like you want to give me a stroke, you know? It's like you want me to die. I really don't. Please don't. You know what I'm picturing though? I got this strong visual when you were talking about the house is like the middle of a spider web. I'm just picturing spider webs just attaching to everyone who has ever been in the house. No, anyway. That's what I'm seeing in my brain.
But that wasn't all there was to the story of this house. And it's particularly dark laden energy. Later in 1992 when it was home to a midwife, Martha Browning Bryant Crouch tragedy would strike again. Martha Browning Bryant Crouch.
Most of the time you will see her identified as Martha Browning Bryant or Martha Bryant, but it's a combination of names and I don't know if maybe one of them was a married name, one of them, you know, made in oftentimes in situations where you're trying to identify who this person is online. You'll see where multiple names are tacked on so that those that knew them at various stages in their life. Well, no, who they're talking about. I was like, damn, what a name. You know, it is.
See how I'm distracting her from talking about the bad stuff. It's not going to work. I heard tragedy and I was like, nah, we're going to talk about the name. Nah. Well, Martha was born September 11th of 1951 in Fredericksburg, Virginia. Her car, a VW bug. Don't worry. You know we're circling back to that. Okay. Is it a bug or a beetle? Caitlyn. It's a bug. It's a bug. It was discovered riddled with bullets in neighboring Washington County in the city of Hillsboro as a matter of fact.
Oh, oh boy. Her body was found nearby just a couple hundred yards away. She was the second victim of a serial killer here in Oregon, primarily Caesar Francisco Barone. Just shooting up cars? No. We're going to get into it. Oh, go ahead. Okay. I know. She's like, why did I ask? The following was taken from the Oregon affiliate of the American College of Nurse Midwives. Okay. I'm going to take a breath because that is quite.
I mean, I could have just gone with the acronym, but you got to say the whole thing so we know what it is. You do. You do. Oh, you've never heard of the... (Unpronounceable acronym) Yeah. I hear it every day. Martha was a treasured member of the Portland Midwifery community who was tragically murdered on her way home from a birth in 1992. Oh, wow. The Martha Browning Bryant Memorial lecture is an annual CME event that has been held for over 25 years to honor her memory and remember her spirit.
Oh, that is really sweet. So Caesar shot at the car of midwife Martha Bryant. She was 41 at the time as she drove away from Tuality Hospital in Hillsboro. Oh, my gosh. Then he pulled the wounded woman from her car, sexually assaulted her, then shot her in the head at close range. Wow. Seriously? Someone who brings new life into the world and this is how she's taken from it? That's awful. I just, yeah. And on that night she had brought new life into the world. Yeah. Just seriously fucked.
Anyway, 7734 southeast 36th has become known as the Portland Hell House. See, I liked it for that name. I thought it sounded really cool. Yeah, but you don't like the next part. Following the strange series of tragic circumstances that the inhabitants have found themselves in over the years, that part we like less. Yeah, that sucks. Yeah. And so, definitely for us, it is sort of a horrific mishmash of both of our genres. So there's, there's that.
I feel like it's more yours, but yeah, as it turns out, it's a lot more mine. Yeah. Do you know what an even gelical Hell House is? It's like their version of a haunted house. So they basically just show you like people that had premarital sex, like dying in the middle of abortions and what the fuck? Dying of AIDS and oh my god. Having drug overdoses and that is terrible. Yeah. What the fuck? Yeah, yeah.
Because my next line was literally going to be, and we're not talking about the evangelical Christian haunted house, kind of Hell House. Again, seriously, you guys, we simply don't have the time. Go watch the Hell House documentary though. Okay. Here's the thing. I'm not quite done yet with the topic of Caesar Francisco Barone, which is, of course, not his real name. Oh, it's not. Nope. Oh, okay. It's one that he gave to himself because he was obsessed with Italian gangsters. Oh, okay.
Yeah. So we're off to a really great start. Got it. He was born December 4th of 1960 in Fort Lauderdale, Florida, which, first of all, thanks a lot, Florida. Seriously, girl, what is your problem? She don't know. His given name was actually Adolph James Rode. Oh, I can't imagine why he didn't want to go by Adolph right? My next line, which, to be fair, I might have also changed, but that's besides a point. I can't mean just call him Adolph now though. I feel, it doesn't that feel like we should.
Yeah. He was a violent and anti-social teenager that quickly developed problematic habits. When it came to both illicit drugs like meth, cocaine and LSD, in addition to just casual alcohol. Oh, so, just casual alcohol. Just casual alcohol. You think he could replace the meth with the booze, maybe? I do. You know. Probably, I don't think they work the same. I don't. I don't think the rest isn't that bad, but the meth, yay. I mean, whoofta.
Yeah. As a teen, he also committed burglaries and assaults until he was arrested in the late 1970s and did some time. So casual teen stuff. Yeah. Doing time. Doing time. But we apparently literally don't even make it to the 80s before he's released. So just to back this up, case you forgot in the last 20 seconds. It's arrested. Does some time. In the late 1970s. 1980. 1980 hasn't even rolled around yet. And he's out. OK. So he did time, but not very much time. No, not a lot. What?
What in tarnetian? It's fine. Following his release, his reign of terror continued. He terrorized his former stepmother amongst others, and I do mean terrorized. I'm not going in depth on this. He's the worst. I say it every week, but you know, damn it if I don't mean it every time. OK. Now we made it to the 80s. In 1980, this dude now living his life under the name Caesar Francisco Barone. OK. It off. Ugh. Was sentenced again for several burglaries and imprisoned.
So. Now, this is where for me personally, it reaches a fever pitch of weirdness in the story. Following his incarceration at a prison in Florida, he attempted to sexually assault a female prison guard. Wow. That's ballsy. Yeah. It was then that he was transferred to the Florida State Prison in Stark, where he apparently met Ted Bundy. Oh. OK. Which is like, you gross. It couldn't pay me, but I bet he thought that shit was pretty cool. Ugh. Hashtag. Hashtag never Bundy.
But here this dude is popping up again. God, it's honestly like, where are you so obsessed with me? Seriously. It's kind of like, so obsessed with us. It's creepy. I don't like it. I know. And as always, the VW Bug/Bundy Association is strong. I told you we'd circle back, but I didn't say you'd like it. I just, I hate how it's like these common elements that they don't necessarily mean anything, but it just, it gives you an oaky vibe. For sure. OK. I needed to know that I wasn't crazy.
No. Like, definitely not crazy. Researching this, I was just like, you gotta be fucking kidding me. You guys should see her not crazy eyes right now. Oh, yeah. Well, a short time later, Adolph James Rode, because remember, that was his real given legal name up to this point, decided to rename himself Caesar Francisco Barone. And it's really gross that it seems like he was super thrilled to let everybody know how he met Ted Bundy.
And he even tried to kind of insinuate that like, oh, yeah, I got tips from Ted that helped me avoid capture, which is like, really, you're going to take tips from Bundy on how not to get caught. Weren't they both caught at the time? Yeah. Yeah. That was the final time that Bundy was caught, because Florida is where he was executed. Man. Never meet your heroes. Then in 1988, things take a turn. Caesar married a woman named Kathy and surprise, moved to the Pacific Northwest.
Did Bundy tell him to do that? Right. Fuck her. Just, they're just doing it to yuck our young, I think. He'd apparently been unable to hold down a job quickly running through numerous forms of gainful employment in just a few months, which seems like something a lot of these guys haven't gone in. Yep. So in 1989, he decided to join the army and even received a shooting qualification for the M-16. Which is just like, not super chill. I know. I don't like it.
He got a couple of badges, which literally makes him sound like an overgrown Cub Scout. And for anyone else, being a parachutist and also earning a separate badge for first aid, that'd be freaking impressive. But I'm forever unimpressed by whatever the fuck this guy's name is, was, whatever you want to call him. He participated in the U.S. invasion of Panama before the end of that same year. And now I have that song stuck in my head forever. No! Panama! No! Yep. And just like that, so do you.
Later he would brag about his heavy air quotes. Every exploits, stating that he had killed numerous Panamanians. Like, not dude, that's just murder. Wow. Especially since he alleged that some of them were civilians. Oh. Yeah. Why would you talk about that? I don't know, but I feel like this is the serial killer equivalent of like, nice truck dude, sorry about your dick. Yeah. You know what I mean? Yeah. He killed some unarmed civilians at a time of war.
He was accused of sexual misconduct as 1990 was first dawning. Apparently he had exposed himself to a female officer, which, ugh. I guess he only realized was a bad idea in hindsight. Yeah, ex. And no idea if the two events were related, but he was also discharged for lying about his felony conviction after serving several years in prison previously and changing his identity. So here's the thing though. I really started to fall down a rabbit hole because I was like, are we serious?
The military in one of the wealthiest countries in the world. If not the wealthiest, I don't know. Are we? Are we not? Who cares? But we don't have the resources to do a proper background check. I mean, even in the 90s, okay, sure. Well, all right, let's say I can live with that. I can't, by the way. I'm certainly not an expert in the arena, but I don't know. Maybe, maybe we do that before we hand people M16s. I feel like that explains a lot about how the rest of the world sees us.
Like I have an idea, let's send a bunch of 19-year-olds that are basically barely equipped to handle their own dicks in a restroom and also violent convicts abroad with guns. Sounds good. What could go wrong? But I digress because this story isn't really about the military industrial complex. It's about a lot of things, but somehow technically, not also that. All right. A lot of tangents. Spiderweb. It's a lot of threads.
Yeah. Yeah. From 1991 to 1993, Caesar, this bitch, Barone, that's my nickname for him, killed at least four women in and around the Portland Metro area. He also assaulted at least three other women that managed to survive in that same period of time. Law enforcement in both the state of Oregon and Florida suspect that he had other victims. Let's talk about the women that we do know are confirmed victims of his crimes. Of course, we've already heard about Martha. Martha Bryant, that is.
She lived in our Portland hell house. Okay. Yeah. He also raped and strangled Martha Schmidt. Two Martha's on April 18th of 1991. She was a 61-year-old woman who lived alone in her home in Hillsboro, Oregon. Oh my God. She entered her home and it was all downhill from there. He sexually assaulted her and then smothered her with a pillow. Martha's care worker sadly discovered her body the next day.
Worst of all in the case of this particular Martha was that I wasn't able to find much information about Martha, either in life or related to her death beyond. That. Okay. So that's always a little upsetting. Yeah. Martha's such a sweet name too. He is so Martha. During the early morning hours of December 30th, 1992, he kidnapped Chantee Woodman who was his youngest confirmed victim at just 23.
He raped her, shot her and then carelessly dumped her body along US26 near Vernonia, a somewhat rural area of Oregon to the west of Portland. Yeah. Especially back then it was more rural. I'm sure. I'm sure. I'm a rural jackwriter. Yeah. Wow. He's all over the place this guy. He really did. And this is where it's kind of odd, but he didn't do it alone. Oh. So Chantee had accepted a ride from Caesar and Leonard Darcell in downtown Portland.
The two beat and sexually assaulted her and began to drive away. However, when they looked back, they realized that she was not only still alive, which was apparently a surprise, but that she was moving. Oh, I don't know. Probably trying to get the fuck away. The pair returned only to beat her with the butt of a pistol before shooting her in the head and throwing her body over a guardrail. Why? Oh my god. That's so sad. A highway worker discovered her body later that day.
Literally not a single one of these stories was anything short of heartbreaking, but if this last one doesn't get you right in the fields, you may be not dressed up as something like the walking dead, but for realsies dead inside. As he attacked 63-year-old Betty Williams in her Portland department, she suffered a heart attack that would prove fatal. Oh, god. She had been drinking with Betty Lou Williams at her apartment during the early morning hours of January 6, 1993.
When she went into her bathroom, he followed her, produced a weapon, and began to sexually assault her. He left her partially clothed body in her bathtub, where her son discovered her the next day. Oh, her poor son. Oh my god. The pure unbridled rage that that inspires within me is barely contained. Barone was arrested on February 27, 1993, so not long after, he's found guilty of numerous crimes, but it wasn't until 1995 that he was found guilty. So that's a long-ass time. Yeah, it is.
That same year, he was sentenced to death. But in any case, it wouldn't be until December 24, 2009, that Caesar Barone died at the Oregon State Penitentiary in Salem, not of a lethal injection, but of cancer. Oh, okay. Which I have to say sounds even better than a white Christmas. Yeah, I agree. Yeah. Hot take, but I do think that rapists and murderers should die of slow and painful and ideally natural death.
Because biology is far crueler in most cases and willing to do the dirty work, so we all get to at least feel like we walk away, hands clean. Yeah. All right. I agree on the same page. That feels good. But the house in southeast Portland isn't officially 7734 anymore at this point. And it hasn't been for allegedly going on nearly 25 years, in fact. Oh, okay. Yes. Some time ago, one of the owners that the houses changed hands too and fro amongst over the years.
He decided to officially have the street address changed. And in fact, for many years, it sounds like the house actually hasn't even had a number on the outside. Oh, okay. Currently, it has a house number. Again, not 7734. I can't imagine why they would want to change the address. Yeah. Well, there's obviously the association that, you know, it's kind of tenuous with these crimes. But the funny thing is, I had to watch the YouTube video to understand, why are they calling it a hell house? Right.
Okay. So look at 7734, turn it upside down, and it spells hell. Backwards. Oh, my God. What? Yeah. Let me see it. You have to show me right now. Oh, I see it now just looking at it. Oh, my God. That's crazy. I wonder, like, who the first person was to figure that out and why? Right. Well, and what came first? Did someone realize that connection with the house number? And then it kind of had like this little bit of spooky mythology behind it.
And then all of this stuff happened and it just became like confirmation bias. I don't know. That is really weird. That house that just happened to have this number also happens to be connected to all this murder. I know. I know. Something's not right here. Yeah. All of the crimes we've discussed today are decades old as well as the house, as the change of the address, all of that. And mostly the crimes are only connected tangentially to the house itself by happenstance.
So I feel like the house number is what really seals it as a hell house for me. Lawrence committed his crime long before the tragedy took place in the southeast Portland home. And though one of their victims did live in the home briefly, Caesar and Leonard seemingly have no other connection to it. Okay. And like we talked about at the beginning, you know, Vicky's interest in the paranormal and afterlife, I don't think it has anything to do with the house or with the murders.
I don't think so either. No. So what exactly is the takeaway here? Yeah, what is it? Aside from our parents being seriously misguided in thinking that Hillsboro was a safe sleepy suburb to raise us in. Seriously. Literal insanity. It's that any house can be a hell house. And if we try hard enough, there's a horrific connection to something awful that's happened in our world in almost any scenario that you run through the simulator. That is true.
And while I hope that gives you the spooky season scare that you're probably looking for, I also hope that it encourages you to be safe and to look out for other people. Yeah. Don't go making hell houses all around America. No more hell houses, okay? Listen, we've got enough of this. We've got enough, okay? Also I want the numbers on my house so that I can have my own hell house without the actual hell. Yeah. I'll make it a good hell vibe. Yeah. I think so.
I feel like this house could have gone either way. I think that's sort of what I kept going back to. Like, it's a really cute little house. Well, I hope that whoever lives there now, since they had the address change and everything, hopefully they feel comfortable there and there's no more bad spiderweb shooting out of the house anymore. Yeah. No more threads. Yes. No more threads.
Yes. Well, I have a spooky little story, a personal story, from when I visited my great grandma in La Grande recently, which I realized I mentioned it in the last episode when we were talking about it and editing. I was like, yeah, and I don't sound really excited for whatever reason. I was like, oh, I'm going to see my great grandma. Like I didn't sound excited, but I was. I just want everyone to know. I don't know why it sounded like that.
Well, because I wasn't going to St. Helens or whatever we were talking about. So I was like, yeah, I was sad about that, but I'm going to see my great grandma. Which I didn't up going to St. Helens. I know you did. I went anyway. I did both. Woo. Anyway, something kind of spooky happened to me while we were there. Okay. I'm so excited to tell you. So my aunt, my cousin, we're staying in an Airbnb and we met up with them. They were so spooked out about the house because it has a creepy basement.
Oh, no. Yeah. No, thank you. So they were super uncomfortable with it. They were kind of like, no, we don't. We're kind of thinking about switching houses. Like we don't want to stay there. And I was like, oh, it's just a creepy old basement. I want to come over. Oh, my. What? Do you see what she does to me? I was excited. That's terrifying. Continue. So I went over to check out the creepy basement. Of course, too. Oh, my God. It was definitely creepy. I sent you a video of me going down there.
It was like an unfinished, very tiny basement. I don't like that. Like wooden stairs, dirt floor, no walls. Like there was holes in the walls with storage, you know? Yeah. I remember I asked you. You were like, oh, I took a short little clip. I met this. And I was like, am I going to be able to sleep tonight if I watch this? Should I save this and watch it in the mornings? Why have hours to process the trauma? I don't think anything spooky was in the video.
Not that I recall, but I didn't rewatch it either. I was watching it like through my mostly watching it through my fingers, like a kid in a closet. I should give you a warning. Like nothing's, nothing's going to pop out at you. I'm not that mean. Okay. I'll warn you if it's creepy. So anyway, we were checking it out. I was like, you know what? Everyone leave, shut the door and turn off the lights. And I'm going to just stand down here for a second just to see how it feels. Not good.
Obviously it felt fine. Nothing happened. Like the basement seemed fine to me, but I told them I was like, okay, if anything's down here, don't like bug my family. They're not interested. Bug me now if you want to. Nothing dead. I'm not interested. I'm not interested. So I told them, you know, stay down here. Don't bug anyone. Mind your business. You know how you do. How you have to be stern with the ghosts. Manners. Manners. But so I said something spooky did happen.
So me and my cousin were sharing a beer and it's a get spooky pumpkin beer from Side A Brewing in La Grande. They're not a sponsor. I just really, really like their beer. Yeah. Don't be a run. It's not moving on. Yeah. I'm an idiot. We'll show the Patreon in our tarot. It's a really cute little can with a ghosty dog on it, dressed like a pumpkin. It's so cute.
So anyway, we were sharing this beer and there was me, my mom, two of my aunts and my cousin just sitting in the living room talking and all of a sudden we hear like two chimes or we weren't really sure what it was. It was kind of like, "Dong, dong, sound." We were all like looking around like, "Okay, was that something?" It didn't sound like it was outside, it sounded like it was in the house, looking around for like a clock because it kind of sounded like a clock.
And we didn't see anything that could make the sound. And I, so I'm looking in the corner where it kind of came from, we all kind of looked at it. So I go over there and there's two gold chalices that kind of like, kind of like, "Oh, they're kind of shaped like the ones we have right now." But they're gold with some sort of design pattern on them. I have the picture. Maybe I should show you really quick. Yeah, show me the creepy haunted chalices. That's, they're not haunted. Um, big to defer.
Okay. They're in a fucking box. They are in a box. So these two gold chalices are sitting in a box of silk like they have their own little nest, they can't touch, right? So I pick them up and I go, "Cling, clink." The exact sound we heard. I clinked these fucking glasses together. It was the exact sound. And we were all like, you know, maybe something fell onto like, there was an air conditioner. Something fell on that outside or something.
But I was like, no, that was the exact sound that we heard from that corner. So I think I took it as, they're cheersing with us because we did, we did cheers with our cups of beer. Do you want a little toast? I think they were just hanging those toes. A little ghost toast to us and they were just saying, it's fine. We won't, there's a really loud airplane. I was like, "So they were just saying it's fine. We're not going to bug anyone. We're just here toasting with you."
And I don't know if that's how my cousin took it. They were a little creeped out, but as far as I know, they stayed there and everything was fine. Okay. Yeah. You've heard from them since? I think. Mom, are they okay? Oh my God. I have so. Okay. They did tell me some spooky stories too while we were there. Like kind of after that happened, it opened a door into spooky story land. Yes. Oh, I thought it was pretty cool. They're, well, they're a little more uncomfortable with it.
They don't think it's so cool, but. They're team of Caitlyn. Yeah, they're more on your side, I think. Oh my God. But that was my fun little story. I also stuff that Margie's outdoor store on the way home. Oh, because we were passing right by and I was like, I got to go check out this place. How could you not? It was so worth it. Yeah. It was really cool. We actually met James. Oh. Yeah. He was there when we walked in the door and I was like, oh, hey, you were on our podcast.
Yeah. He's like, oh, yeah, hi. So, yep. We chatted and I have a bunch of videos and pictures from it. So I'm sure. I think you've already shared some of that on the socials, haven't you? I don't think so now. I haven't talked about it. From Margie's? You just sent it to me. Yeah, I just sent it to you. Sometimes I get to see stuff first. Yeah, she's in part of the show. She gets a sneak peek before you guys see all. She's special. I'm special. Well, should we do some... Terror? Terror?
Terror for Hell House. Terror? I'm excited for the terror now. Yeah. Y'all that were done with the murder. Yeah. There was so much murder. It was so sad. It's pretty murder-heavy even for me. Yeah. Yikes. Sorry, everyone. I'm apologizing on behalf of Caitlyn for her true crime side. Wow. I'm just kidding. Okay. You're lovely. I mean, I have my moments. As indie podcasters, we love to show our support of other awesome shows. So stay tuned for the promo we've got to share with you this week.
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Hell House energy. I'm going to do one more. I've got to get that H-H-E. Okay. I was going to keep going, but I decided against it. You did? Oh my God. We got the death card, didn't we? No. Oh. Double card? In reverse. Oh, okay, cool. Here. Vanna. Okay, we got the double card in reverse. How fitting for Hell House. Oh, no. Oh, bonk in the table. That was the clothes one. Don't spill the pumpkin beer. Get spooky pumpkin beer from Side A Brewing in La Grande.
And they told me the dog's name, but I don't remember. It is not a dead dog, even though it is portrayed as a ghost. It's an alive dog. He's dressed up for Halloween, okay? Yeah. Don't take everything so literally. Bolton's up. It's literally the best pumpkin beer I've ever had. It's really good. I bought two forepacks to take home and we went there twice. Okay. So our devil card. Keywords are obsession, indulgence, fear, materialism and egotism. So, I'm gonna.
Many decks picture a medieval Christian type devil complete with horns, hooves, a hairy tail and a pitchfork. Oof! The right-a-way Smith deck shows two small human-like figures at the double's feet, one male and one female with chains around their necks that represent bondage to the material realm. Notice the chains are loose though and the people could easily slip them off, suggesting this card is about self-imposed limitations. When you think of the devil, what comes to your mind?
Consummate evil? A mythical creature? A symbol of human indulgence, ignorance, egotism, greed and irresponsibility. Listen, lots of people are irresponsible. It doesn't make them evil. Okay. I just have to say. I think of hell. Yeah. Me too. Go figure. I think of the devil as the obsession card. There is an extra excerpt, but we're gonna circle back to them because I want to get into the interpretation.
Reverse the devil indicates you feel trapped in a situation over which you think you have no control. Hmm. I feel like that's very fitting for this house. Like the house was trapped as hell house until they changed the number. I kind of think so. Yeah. I feel like that really speaks to me on that front. Did you know if anyone was like obsessed with seeing the house or did it have like a lot of people coming by to see it? Or it doesn't seem like it.
I think it's just sort of a local legend type thing. It says you may believe your options are limited or blame someone else for your problems. But if you're honest with yourself, you'll see your own ideas and fears are causing the problem. Be careful of a quick fix. You probably need to do some serious work, both inner and outer to solve the issues and move to a better place. Oh my gosh. So they can't just change the number. They had to like cleanse that fucking house. I'm sure.
Yeah. I don't know if the house is currently occupied. I have looked at it on Google Earth. I don't. That gets updated every so often. I didn't remember to check the date. But it did look it did look like someone was living there. Yeah. Don't go by trying to figure out. No. Please don't Google it and try to go. That's rude. That is right. Don't be a dick. Yeah. Stick around. Don't be a dick.
In a reading about money, the reverse devil suggests greed may cause you to engage in unethical practices or profit at other people's expense. Remember the saying love of money is the root of all kinds of evil. Ooh. Sometimes this card means someone else owns you due to indebtedness or your lust for money. That's interesting because people own the house. Yikes.
Perhaps you engage in self-destructive practices, working so hard you damage your health or allowing your employer to take advantage of you. The reverse devil can also mean working for a corrupt organization or initiati activity. In a reading about love, your self-esteem may be compromised by a relationship in which you are devalued. Oh. This card speaks of codependence, manipulation, delusion and deception. Don't walk away. Run. Run from the hell house.
Yeah. I feel bad for attacking this house for being evil when it was people who caused the evil but still. Yeah. And definitely agree. I think it's, yeah, it's not so much. I don't think that the house is really the problem. The address is just sort of a coincidental thing. How funny is it, too, that it has hops on the card and we are featuring beer today? Yeah. Because we don't drink a lot of beer to be honest but okay. Yeah. That's awesome. Okay. Are you ready?
Yeah. Okay. The beast is always the dark face of the handsome prince which is literally Bundy. That's Bundy in a nutshell. But I hate it. I hate it. Did we pull a card? No, we didn't pull a card for our quotes, Bundy episode where we did his birth chart because we were like, that's the witchy stuff. Yeah. Oh my God. Oh, creepy. Ooh, little, little. Okay. That is the perfect card for this. The double card.
Yeah. Just situated right between the tower and I forget the numbers and temperance in the major arcanus. Yeah. Just seeing what's in there in a very number 15. Y'all. Tomorrow's the 15th. It is. Ooh. Okay. I'm ready to wash this case like clean out of my system. Okay. I'm ready. All right. I'm ready, too. I think. Okay. I'm ready. We have something today. What? We have a Patreon shout out. Oh, yeah. Yeah. We have a new Patreon, Jessica. Jessica. Hi, Jessica. Welcome to the creepy people tier.
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