Call it Fate, Call it Karma...

We may be hearing this soon:

Hi, this is Larry King. The phone-in topic Today: "Ghosts and Ghostbusting." The controversy builds, more sightings are reported, some maintain that these professional paranormal eliminators in New York are the cause of it all.

All because of the Brooklyn Ghost Investigators.

One time one of them video taped something that looked like lights playing together. Knowing this meant he had some serious ESP, Sal Cicconi decided to hone his ghost busting skills with some friends. How, you might ask? That's right, watching television programs about ghosts!

For 20$/Hour these Brooklynites will come to your place and make the ghosts disappear. If you don't have cash, they are also accepting Pabst Blue Ribbon, blazers with t-shirts, pseudo intellectual conversations about all things meta and shit bro., gift cards to the apple store, tight jeans, and anything vintage.

But whatever, like I said, I'm so over the Ghostbusters.

Quick Question

HORSESHIT

So I was just thinking.  You know in Ghostbusters, how Louis Tully is a complete cheapskate?  Here, remember this exchange at his party?

Woman at Party: [coming up to Louis during party] Do you have any Excedrin or extra-strength Tylenol?
Louis: [opening cabinet] Gee, I think all I got is acetylsalicylic acid, generic. See, I can get six hundred tablets of that for the same price as three hundred of a name brand. That makes good financial sense, good advice...
[takes platter back into living room]
Louis: Hey, this is real smoked salmon from Nova Scotia, Canada, $24.95 a pound! It only cost me $14.12 after tax, though.
[walks up to a hapless guest, speaking confidentially]
Louis: I'm givin' this whole thing as a promotional expense, that's why I invited clients instead of friends. You havin' a good time, Mark?
[heads across the room, greeting other guests]
Louis: How you doing? Why don't you have some of the brie, it's at room temperature!
[to the Tall Woman]
Louis: You think it's too warm in here for the brie?
Tall Woman at Party: [standing] Louis, I'm going home.
Louis: Aw, don't leave yet. Well, listen, maybe if we start dancing other people will join in!
Tall Woman at Party: [pauses] Okay!
[Louis and the Tall Woman begin disco dancing. Suddenly the doorbell rings]
Louis: Oh, don't move, I just gotta get the door.
[opens door, greeting guests]
Louis: Ted! Annette! I'm glad you could come, how you doin', give me your coats. Everybody, this is Ted and Annette Fleming! Ted has a small carpet cleaning business in receivership; Annette's drawing a salary from a deferred bonus from two years ago! They got fifteen thousand left on the house at eight percent.
[throws the guests' coats in the closet, oblivious that they hit the Terror Dog hiding there]
Louis: So they're okay! So, does anybody wanna play Parcheesi?
[the Terror Dog growls from inside the bedroom]
Louis: [grinning] Okay, who brought the dog?

Ok fine.  Here's what I don't get.  The apartment building he shares with Dana Barrett is on Central Park West, like right around the lincoln center/columbus circle area.  Or maybe up by the Museum of Natural History.  Whatever, the fucking Upper West Side, in one of the most expensive neighborhoods in Manhattan.  My question is: How much is Louis paying in rent?  If he didn't stumble into a somehow rent controlled place, he'd have to be paying an arm and a leg for an apartment like his.  Completely unlike him.  I call bullshit.  I used to love Ghostbusters. Now I fucking hate it.