Month: October 2017

I Almost Had It.

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I’ ve been searching for that picture, for that collection of words that will

capture Halloween.

I want you to taste the fear, touch the darkness, feel your heart pounding against your poor ribcage until you are sure it’s going to crack open  and your poor insides will fly away from their prison to a horrible fate involving bags marked ” medical waste”.

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I’ve discovered that my search has been diffcult because Halloween refuses to be defined, confined, put into a box and set on a shelf until it’s ready to be used.

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Halloween does what it wants, with who it wants and treats are involved.

I’m going to keep that in mind for the next few days.

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It Started With the Donut

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It’s a Mummy

It’s a donut.

Its a Mudo.

And in case you’re wondering.

Yes the Mudo was good, wonderful in fact

-especially the eyes.

They were crunchy.

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Formidophobia.

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Some people have an eye for art, or talent, some people even have an eye for spotting trouble.

I have an eye for great grave sites.

I know, it IS pretty special.

amm

Return of The Jerk Squad

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If you want to know where some of the biggest, rudest jackasses in Seattle were this morning I can say for sure they rode bikes to 2nd Avenue and then parked them in the one and only  handicapped spot in the lot.

There’s something truly vile about a bunch of able bodied people parking their bikes- which they ride because they want to save the planet-in a spot designated for handicapped people.

Disgraceful and shameful doesn’t even BEGIN to cover it.

Deck The Halls

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This is year my favorite Halloween decorations- the high end ones that they use in haunted houses- have turned out to be the ones that involve Aliens and Morgues.

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I guess I’m drawn to these props because I’m a Science Geek and I know my way around an embalming room.

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So what do I find the most disturbing about these sets and props? What is it about them that gives me the chills, gives me nightmares, makes me scream ( just a bit) when they come to life and scream and moan and jump at me with their mechanical arms and jaws desperately working before there power is cut off?

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I’ll be honest- that’s not my reaction at all.

My reaction is to look around and make sure nobody is watching me smile.

But I am smiling.

And I’m laughing.

I can’t help myself, sometimes.

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