Ghosts aren't inherently evil. Grandma doesn't become a psycho killer and Uncle Milton doesn't transform into an ax murderer once they say "adios" to this existence. Now, let's flip that coin; John Wayne Gacy and Ted Bundy don't become choirboys, either. Unless Gram and Uncle Miltie had it in them while living (and admit it; you always suspected he did), they'll have the same personalities at their new address. And, unless Johnny and Teddy get a much-needed ass whoopin' over there (which I'd very much like to believe is the case), they'll be every bit the slime they were when breathing. The good news? While Gram may no longer be able to bake her brownies (curious how happy you always felt immediately after eating Gram's brownies), she can and probably will stop by occasionally to say "Hi". Even better news? There's not much the latter two can physically do to you; their hands are tied tighter than those of their victims. And Uncle Milt? Well, who cares; he always creeped you out anyway.

Ghosts don't scare as much as startle; even Mother Teresa would be somewhat unnerving if she suddenly made her entrance at the foot of your bed at 3:00am. However, you never have to set your security alarm for these spectral intruders. And that, my friends, is why you really do have more to fear from the living than the dead.

Hey! Spring is here! Now turn off your damn computer and head outside to enjoy the fresh air :-)