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i went to my first haunted house in a long time last night. last time i went i was pretty young – under 10 – and it was at the austin nature center. i don’t remember a lot about it, and it might not have been an actual scary walk through the woods. either way, it was time to step it up. 

former rctc buddy jenee has been going to haunted houses for years (decades, in fact!), all over the state. she decided to go to molitor’s haunted acres this year, which is my backyard, comparatively. so she and her haunted buddies drove up last night from roch (omg what a drive) and we went on a haunted hay ride and then through a haunted house, sewer, mineshaft, etc. 

i’m not a huge fan of scary movies – jumping is not my favorite thing in the world! so i went in to this experience with the mindset of “IT’S NOT REAL, THEY CAN’T HURT YOU, YOU’LL LIVE.”

i probably didn’t jump and scream as much as the actors wanted me to. :/

but it was fun and sorta scary and pretty creepy and overall a good time! but ultimately, i think it’d be fun to work at one of those and do the scaring. those people were really good at their jobs and you could tell they were having fun, too.

the main thing is to go with other people. no way would i do that alone! it’s great to just laugh your way through it with someone else. 

october one-th cometh

october is the only time of year i watch scary movies. what’s on my plate this year?

1. classics – evil dead trilogy

2. let’s watch scream again

3. i always thought the second indiana jones was kind of terrifying, so i’ll watch that one

4. do i dare attempt to watch the ring again?

5. if tucker and dale vs. evil is still on netflix, i’ll watch that one

6. if i can find the tommyknockers, i’ll watch that. not sure what the chances of that are. i remember being scared a ton watching that as a kid

7. um…hocus pocus, amirite?

8. oh what the heck – let’s add some halloween specials on there, like garfield and girls just wanna have fun.

five stars; would attend again

zombie pub crawl was pretty awesome, despite being sober! i’d imagine it’d be more fun if i’d been slightly buzzed! i loved my costume, and had a lot of comments on it! the first guy who said anything actually had a leg tattoo of bruce! woo! only met one other guy dressed as ash the whole night.

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one thing i would add: more dirt and blood to my clothes and face. i would also make sure to bone up on more quotes besides “groovy” and “give me some sugar baby”.  i’m impressed no one stole my gun, even though quite a few people started to take it out of its holster (i guess to see if it was real?). i’m also impressed i kept my trusty chainsaw that I got from www.thetoolboss.com on my hand for most of the night. i thought i would get sick of it and stick it back by my gun, but it wasn’t that much of a pain. i’m glad i went with a mirror image though so i could have my right hand free.

lots of zombies. lots of ornery people. lots of drunk people. i found waldo. a few zombie slayers (like me! haha!). next time we would start at the other end and get there earlier so we could see the actual festivities.

definitely recommend!

pumpkin carving

i carved my pumpkins today. yay! here’s the pics.


the unadulterated pumpkins bought from walmart 2 weeks ago. they’ve been sitting on my table waiting for today.


i also bought some gourds from the grocery store. pretty! they are for thanksgiving decorations.


the tools. the meat knife from my knife block and little pumpkin saws in varying sizes. also, a handy hole punching thing which makes pattern carving easier.


me testing out my new camera remote i got. yay remote!! it works!


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the festering bowels….

i ain't no dave barry

i love halloween. it is quite possibly my favorite holiday because it gives a person the chance to be someone/thing they aren’t for the day. it’s also the culmination of my favorite season. oh, and there’s the whole mysterious druid background. i like that too.

growing up in the country was difficult for halloween. there was the year i was 5; i was raggedy ann and my cousin took me to the mall (which was the motherload of candy handouts), but other than that year, candy pickings were rather sparse. there were people across the street and down the road, but nothing like urban neighborhoods.

so every year there would be pumpkin carving, and you can tell a wallace pumpkin carving from a mile away. my dad pulled out the huge, blackened knife that he used for slicing meat to do the carving of the pumpkin meat. first the hole in the top, with one awkward side to make sure it stayed put, then pulled out the innards. after all the stringy, goopy insides were safely in an ice cream bucket, face carving commenced. triangles for eyes, a triangle for a nose, and the toothy grin with 2 teeth on the top and 3 on the bottom. classic.

the pumpkins went down on the fenceposts at the end of our long driveway to let the 5 trick-or-treaters who came to our house know that we were, in fact, handing out candy and to make the long trek to the top.

after supper, we donned our costumes and set out, parentless, to the surrounding houses. there were always the petersons, the other petersons, the rushes (?), and a lot of other people. some neighbors invited us into their homes and gave us whole sacks of candy because there were only 10 kids or so who would trick or treat.

we trudged home in our costumes with our bounty, trick-or-treated one last time at our house to see if mom recognized us, and dumped out the candy and traded.

but the best was yet to come.

dad pulled out his dusty donald duck comicbook collection from the back corner of the hutch. the box was old, it smelled of must, but the comicbooks in there i’m sure are today worth thousands.

and he always pulled out the halloween special comic about donald, his nephews, and how they tricked witch hazel (yes, she was a witch and her name was hazel) and her crafty broom into leaving their candy alone. disney also made a cartoon of this comic, and it had a catchy little tune – trick-or-treat…trick-or-treat…trick-or-treat for halloween – which they always showedon tv on halloween along with the legend of ichabob crane and the scary night on bald mountain from fantasia (is it just me, or are there less and less holiday cartoons on these days?).

but halloween was not complete without the donald duck comic, read craftily by our dad, which was then carefully placed back in the box to be kept there until the next halloween, after pumpkin carving and trick-or-treating, when we would once again sing: trick-or-treat…trick-or-treat…trick-or-treat for halloween!