Halloweenie I have always been a little nuts about Halloween. Making a costume and dressing up and running around at night seemed like the ultimate fun thing as a kid, and I really got into it even when I was little. And when I grew up and added beer and vandalism to the mix, well, I was just a pig in shit. I keed. About the vandalism, I mean. Unless you count toilet paper. IN which case I was a pro. And fire extinguishers. Sometimes it threatened to rain on Halloween night. My dad knew it was THE BFD of my life so he would go to mass and pray for it not to rain. What a cool daddy-o he was. As a teenager, there was always the Oingo Boingo Halloween concert to crash. Danny Elfman (for President!)
gets Halloween. He's special. I have a forever crush on him, the delicious little freak.
As a grown-up(ish), I still really really really love Halloween. I made my nephew pee his pants one year because I was so completely committed to my MacBeth Witch costume/character. Then when I had kids, well I just went off the hook with the costumes and the haunted house stuff.
While I appreciate Martha Stewart and her Yankee Can-Do attitude, I think she has sort of prettified Halloween. Here is (the point of my ramble) a website of a guy who gets Halloween and what fun it is for grownups and kids, too. He even ended up turning his Web site into a book. Good for him! I have a crush on this guy.
www.extremepumpkins.comIt's great.
Ever try dressing your beer in a Halloween costume?
