Would you believe I didn’t get a SINGLE trick-or-treater? What is this world coming to? I even made little goodie bags with stickers and play-doh and the GOOD candy, not that cheap stuff. And to further demonstrate how UNfriendly my neighborhood is, we had a party on Saturday night and I put a sign on our door that said “Free Candy!” No one even knocked. Screw this “Southern hospitality” junk. I’ve lived in Houston and Memphis, and visited all sorts of other large cities from New York to Los Angeles, and every single one of those places was more hospitable that this hole. Hell, I think New York was the friendliest. Sheesh. Oh well, I’m getting a kick out of waving to strangers and greeting clerks at stores like they SHOULD be greeting me - just to watch their expressions. It ranges from surprised to just plain old dead inside.
But my Halloween isn’t over yet. This weekend is my sister’s Adult Only party up in Tennessee that is always a HUGE smash every year. Last year she had nearly 100 people there. Put a bunch of Halloween lovin weirdos in a large building, copious amounts of alcohol, and a 15 foot tall karaoke set up, and just imagine the possibilities!
Now I just have to finish those damn costumes while resisting the urge to spend all my free time playing Fable II. I don’t know why I love that glitchy game so damn much. I guess it makes it more interesting when your dog’s head randomly disappears…. Not really. It’s just a little disquieting.