Did you Know ….
Michael Freeman has enjoyed a rollicking Thursday night Happy Hour since the summer of 2011, always with best buddies Brek Dalrymple (a Freeline Media contributor) and Jaime Larson. The conversations are loud, highly opinionated, and always G-rated (yeah, right). They’ve never been asked to leave the premises because of crude or obnoxious behavior (hey, the night is young), and they once thought about turning their happy hours into a stage play, where they would walk on stage, sit down and drink, and … do their regular HH thing.
Starting out initially at the White Wolf Café in Orlando’s Ivanhoe Village neighborhood, they have shifted location several times over the years, and currently reside at The Guesthouse, a chic bar in the Mills 50 District (where Michael also lives.) His favorite drinks: wine (red or white), Vodka, Moscow Mule, and Tom Collins.
Michael and Mel lived for five years in a historic house in Swansea, Massachusetts … that was haunted. The house, a Colonial built in 1889, was located on a pond, and was right across the street from a graveyard. Their property also turned out to be the site of a burial ground for American Indians killed in the King Phillip’s War in 1675. They lived at the house from July 1996 to April 2002, and there were so many eerie paranormal activities within its walls that Michael kept a ghost encounter diary, recording each spooky happening.
Here is an entry from February 17 2000: “It’s 8:30 in the morning. I’m on the second floor, in the computer room, signing off online. Mel has already gone to work. Then I hear the front door open. A male voice says ‘Hello, kitty cat.’ I figure Mel has returned. I get up, walk to the top of the stairs, and yell ‘You decided to come back home?’ I never got an answer. I was alone in the house.”
Here is an entry from August 19, 2001: “I spent the morning cleaning the house while Mel was at work. I jumped in the shower. A few minutes later I heard something rush up the stairs. I figured it was one of my cats, so I peeked out the edge of the shower into the hallway, and it was empty. A moment later, the edge of the shower curtain began to rustle, which is odd, since there was no wind outside to blow it. Then it happened: beyond the dark blue curtain, I saw a person walk into the bathroom. I frantically pulled the curtain aside, my heart pounding. There was no one in the room but me.”
When Michael and Mel first moved to Orlando in April 2002, they brought six cats with them from Massachusetts. Sadly, all six have since passed away. Michael has adopted seven more cats in Florida over the years: Whitey, Squeaky, Heather and Crabby Tabby (who also have passed away); and Fluffy, Midnight, and Peaches N. Cream, who live with him today.
Midnight is very sweet and affectionate and absolutely loves kneading on Michael’s chest. Fluffy is a bit wild and precocious, and finds endless pleasure terrorizing birds, squirrels and lizards. Midnight and Fluffy get along great, and Midnight takes quite seriously her responsibility to lick Fluffy’s head whenever she comes home, and give her kisses.
Peaches N. Cream is more of a lone wolf. She was abused by previous owners — when Michael first found her, someone has cruelly thrown hot sauce in her face. Peaches sometimes flinches and cries out in fear when Michael approaches her, but once he starts gently petting her and rubbing up against her, Peaches starts purring heartily. Now Peaches enjoys finding cozy spots and sleeping after an enriching meal.
Other notable facts:
I only dance to …
‘70s disco. Yes, I’m old-fashioned.
I eat …
Anything. Ask Mel. Past exotics include alligator, kangaroo in Australia, raw duck in Montreal, and very raw Steak Tartare in Quebec City, Canada. Yum to each one, I say.
I love to read …
Roland Topor, Franz Kafka, Jerzy Kosinski, Arthur Miller. Jewish writers who understand alienation, exile and social isolation.
What I’d really prefer is …
A longer winter in Orlando.
I never wanted to be …
Hockey player. Nuclear engineer (like my dad)
I often owe my existence to …
Morning coffee, clean socks.