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Sunday, October 01, 2006

Witch in a Sh*tstorm!


**Author's note: 10/8/06: Sorry for the late pulishing on this now week-old entry - I forgot to publish it, which just makes me unreliable, as well as lazy**

To begin at the beginning, since I was a small child, too small actually remember exactly when, I have possessed snow globes. You know, a base of some kind, and a glass globe, full of some viscous liquid within which fake snow, glitter, or whatnot is suspended. Sometime in my preteen years, I recieved one of these with a black base, and inside the globe was a semi cute, quat, frumpy witch, and the "snow" in suspension was black, mixed with tiny black bats.

I still have this collection, now shelved in our yellow room - due to the lavish three bedroom domicile we share ::ahem:: we refer to our two guest rooms by color - where my husband, from time to time, has opportunity to contemplate it (usually coinciding with contemplating tearing out floorboards or a wall). Has subsequently nicknamed it the "witch in a shitstorm" after having shaken it, and decided that's what it looked like. He tried to coin the phrase for a short while, kind of in a "snakes on a plane!" way. Sadly, this new linguistic phenomenon didn't last out the week.

Today, I was in Lowe's, looking for paint color samples and a cheap 3" brush for Mark to apply pesticide to the exterior of the sill under the front of the house, when I actually saw the witch in a shitstorm, in all it's inflatable glory! Then, my eyes adjusted to the present and I realized it was a graveyard scene, not a witch, but seriously, people - giant inflatable "tornado" globes with bats and graveyards?

What ever happened to answering the door dressed as Frankenstein and handing out Mars bars with a Jack-O-Lantern on the porch? When did all the holidays get like this? And why, when I asked (le plus tongue-in-cheek) if there actually was one with a witch, did they tell me, with sincere apology, that I "should have bought it in July, before they sold out."

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

this may be an activity for Mark... on my block there was one Dad who LOVED Halloween. He would dress as a scarecrow and sit on the front porch holding a bowl of candy. In the bowl, there was a sign that said "we're out, please take one". When a child took more than one (greedy little brat) he'd jump out of his lawn chair and scare the crap out of the little offender. I loved that guy. Who says there's nothing to do in Kansas

10/9/06, 9:12 PM  
Blogger legallyblonde29 said...

I think I hate Halloween... last year, we took Gav to just one house -- the neighbor's across the street -- and the son's girlfriend opened the door with a scary mask on... it took hours before Gav stopped crying. I'm not sure he'll even try trick-or-treating this year... Why is scaring little kids supposed to be fun?

10/10/06, 9:55 AM  
Blogger dasein668 said...

Stupid holiday.

Of course, I think ALL holidays are stupid, so there you go.

10/10/06, 12:02 PM  
Blogger CDG said...

i don't think i was taken trick-or-treating until i was like 4... to avoid just those kinds of tragedies... poor gav. on the whole, though, i still love Halloween. He should come to Beacon Hill. Everyone gets into it, and there are tons of kids, and people are really cool - especially to the little ones. This year, my monkeys are going as a knight, a princess, and a dragon, ages respectively. Too frickin' cute!

10/11/06, 6:44 PM  

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