Halloween is definatly my favorite Holiday, it always has just because its unasuming. Its not pretending to be about something greater and you hear people on TV constantly blabbing about how were forgetting the real spirit of Haloween and getting lost in comercialism. Because Haloween is kinda whatever anyone makes of it. I'm persionaly of the giving out candy and decorating your home like a haunted house (even more of one as usual) and get a costume for yourself and go to a party or something. Its just a time of year I can let some of that kid wonder out because no one put any false face up that was later crushed. Hell I still would trick or treat with out feeling guilty or give candy to anyone no matter what there age that came trick or treating at my door. I love getting to dress up and let my imagination out and just cut loose and let out that childhood wonder that maby those ghost storys you heard when you were a kid were true. Part of the fun for halloween is curling up with a good horror novel or maby watching scarry on TV and just getting that sortof scared feeling deep in my chest. Pulling out that feeling I usto get as a kid when a strange shadow would cast itself through my window and into my room, imagining a boogy man standing outside stairing in. I guess it could be the adrenaline or something but its rare when something like that can get me and for some reason I relish it when I find it. And honestly I kinda feel it right now. I have to give thanks for this scare to Wallgreens. Yes your everyday mini stoore that sells perscritions and amost anything else, Including plug in pumpkins. I loved carving pumpkins and still do to this day, but im always depressed when they begin to wilt and die. So this year like many in my past I purchased a light up pumpkin I could put in my appartments front window, having lost my old one through many moves. But I gleefully brought this yellow monstrosity home and began the work of evening the hight of my desk through stacks of old college textbooks so that the pumpkin could rest on it and the ledge and not tip. I even plugged it to an unused lightswitch near my door so I could turn it off while leaving for the day. I turned the globe on and enjoyed the way it reflected in the screen back into my appartment and the creepy orange glow. I ran acrossed my appartment to turn all the lights off to see what I would be seeing on a midnight run to the restroom and as I flicked the lights off the pumpkin went dark. I turned the lights back on and it still remained dark. I played witht the lights for a few moments before turning them all back on then walked over to the switched the pumpkin was on and give it a few flips and still nothing. I decided maby the bulbe was loose in the casing and with all the lights on picked the pumpkin up and gave it a shake.
The appartment I live in is kindof old. the breaker box is probably twice my age and im just lucky most of the outlets in the place are grounded. I wouldnt have been suprised if the lights had gone out and the breaker snapped over but thats not what I got. Directly above me lay my Ceiling fan with four bulbs and in the kitchen and living room there were about four more bulbs, as well as the one i was giving a gentle shake in my hands. I remeber the flash as suddenly the room grew much brighter and all the sudden there we 9 distinctive popping sounds followed by a shower of sparks and broken glass as well and all ended with the blinding flash of the pumpkins light exploding as well. I cant say how far I jumped in all this but I distinctly remember the ground moving away from my feet and when i started the window was a lot closer infront of me. After recovereing from that shock and taking stock with my emergency flash light I unplugged the pumpkin and took a look at the bulbs in my appartment. The casualties are staggering, only the light in my bathroom and the one in my bedroom remain. Only three bulbs actualy burst, one above my head and another in my hand and one in the light fixture in my kitchen. I unfortunaly tonight have no extra bulbes but will be making a purchase tomorow before i head out I imagine. And as for the breaker? The master one appears to be the only one that flipped though there are no less than 8 breakers for the 1 bedroom appartment I live in. I plan on taking the pumpkin back tomorow as well for a new one but I do have to say, still sitting here in my darkened appartment I cant help but give the shaddows in the rooms that second glance I always gave as a child.
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Im a big fan of the blogs at thismodernworld.com and bobharris.com and thought I would try my hand at it. Warning! Probably will contain foul language and ranting but I am glad for comments on it if you read it. Im gay and probably just a touch left leaning so be prepared.
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OMG, I am so glad you weren't electrocuted! Why did you not call me with this information??
As for your blog, I remember how much you always loved Halloween! Remember the time we cut a hole in the old card table, planted Mark under there and put a huge upside down bowl over his head? I was dressed up like a witch (how appropriate--eh?)and brought "the older children" into the house and asked if they wanted candy. When they said yes, I would lift up the bowl and there would be Mark's "head"; blood dripping from his "severed" neck, ;))...ahhhhh good times.
Oh sh*t, I just read that post and it makes me sound like a serial killer or something...sorry about that...muahhhhaahhaaa!
I feel like an idiot, I asked your mom if you were going to start blogging, and you already have been! d'oh!
I miss the Halloween of my youth, too. Homemade costumes that were way better than those bought in a store, staying up late to watch horror flicks, and going to school the next day for the who-got-more-candy-competition (and with a belly-ache).
Nowadays, half the kids who come to my door don't even dress up, and even fewer actually say, "trick or treat." I guess there's still the horror flicks, right?
Too funny Courtney...I thought I left a message pointing you to his blog. My bad.
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