Psychics, mediums, soothsayers, etc. No matter what you call them, you either believe or you don’t. Either way, you can’t deny the mystery, the aura that surrounds the wonderment. For many people its not whether they exist, but if they are credible.

For the average person, I don’t think the credibility of Nostradamus has ever been questioned. It sure wasn’t questioned by the queen of France, Catherine de Medici, wife of Henri II. Nostradamus was her personal seer, and it was she who launched him into infamy.

Nostradamus was born in 1503 and spent his entire life there, until his death in 1566. He gained stature as a prophet late in life when he started writing his annual journals.

Now, a mysterious book of cryptic prophecies has been found in the National Library ...

Renee Cologne is a self proclaimed drama queen. And with inspiration from the flamboyancy of Queen, ELO and Barbra Streisand, why shouldn’t she be? It wasn’t always like that.

Born to a traveling circus troupe, based out of Raleigh, NC, Renee was an introverted child who dreamed of ‘normalcy’. The bearded lady felt sorry for her and bought her an Easy Bake Oven, from which she made cupcakes and sold them to the kids attending the circus performances.

Once the music bug burrowed in, there was no stopping Renee. Combined with an uncanny curiosity for everything mechanical about the music biz, she received a degree in recording engineering from the prestigious Berklee College of Music, Boston.

“I was always interested in how things worked. I wanted to know ...

I grew up in west Texas. There is no water in west Texas. Well, there is water in the form of brown, man-made lakes created in the middle of nowhere and with no trees or greenery to surround the lake...you walk in from the desert to the brown water and then you walk back out onto the dirt. I tried it once. And, we had to drive hundreds of miles to reach the brown water. Good excuse for a road trip, but the destination was underwhelming, to say the least.

Therefore, I really don't understand lake people or coastal types and forget the ocean folks. I once dated a lake man who wanted to go boating all the time (is that how you say it, "go boating?”). And, since there were only the two of us, when we got to the place where you back the boat into the water, he backed the car ...