Wednesday, October 06, 2004

My nizzle is freezing

Okay, forgot to turn on the heat last night before I went to bed. Thank God for insulation...or it might have gotten even colder.

This is not a gripe, though. I really like fall weather...that is, once the sinus 'funk' passes. At least this year I won't have to rake a lot of leaves like we did in Homewood (sheesh).

Speaking of fall, it appears that Halloween has now become the same decorating, over-hyped nightmare that Christmas can be. Drive down my street at night, and house after house is decorated for Halloween. What happened to the simple Jack-o-lantern or fall wreath on the door that people only put up about a week before Halloween? No, it's not so simple anymore. Pumpkin lights. More pumpkin lights. There's this one guy who's even turned his entire frontyard into a graveyard - complete with skeletons, tombstones, and a faux rickety-looking fence surrounding the whole setup.

Well, I guess all the hype is for the kids. But they also had on TV yesterday that costumes have gone way up ($70 for a Spider Man costume???). If I ever have a kid who wants a Spider Man costume, I'll just make them one. So, it might look more like Tobey Maguire's pajama-looking "Human Spider" outfit in the first move, but still...$70??

I guess the best way I can celebrate Halloween is to pull out all my Simpsons Halloween specials and watch them. Hmm...I hope I have the one where Homer's family is the only survivor of a nuclear fallout, and he just blows his horn for the dead guy in the car in front of him to get out of the way, then he goes and punches the dead guy and the guy's head falls off, and Homer just says, "There..." or something like that. Hehe...you'd laugh, too, if you'd seen it, you bunch of anti-Simpsons sons of...

(Chad, I've failed as a disciple in trying to enlighten the world with the joy that is the Simpsons as you enlightened me. It's funny how, one day you're watching the show and you just 'get it,' and then you can't miss it. Heh.)

Or I can watch classics like Monster Squad or "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown."

Or I can just grow up and be that crotchety old guy who tells kids to get off my lawn when they come to trick-or-treat. "Darn whipper snappers."

Or be the guy who gives out all that crappy pixie stick-like candy instead of the good stuff like 3 Musketeers or Milky Way bars.

Better not, or I'd have to give up a Rolex and a box of Wheaties when Adam Sandler comes in my house and tells me, "Next year, be prepared." (scene from Big Daddy).

What the crap am I talking about? I'd better go...

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