This week’s been so blogging busy; I haven’t had time to pick a blogging Halloween costume! Oh the horrors. Looks like last year’s costume will be like re-fried beans, cooked up into a new casserole with macaroni and sprinkles on top.
I have this very cute, brown, renaissance-style dress that I went trick-or-treating as the Countess of Blood, Elisabeth Bathory.
Yes, I still go trick-or-treating and everyone still gives me candy.
But what can I turn that dress into this year, I wonder??? I could be a princess. That’s about all I can think of at all.
So it looks like the left over’s will be…drum roll. A Princess.
Subject change. My most memorable costumes include Little Bo Peep, the Black Cat, and the Goth Vampire. There are also classics like: the Madonna (the pop star, not the mother of Jesus), the Gypsy Fortune-teller, and the Cirque du Soleil Clown.
Sometimes when I’m pressed for time I don the Mask costume. It’s basically a mask. A cheap one from the dollar store that costs a buck.
It’s hard to believe Halloween is one of my favorite holidays. It’s just that I spend all my time helping everyone else with their costumes and then never have time for mine. My excuse this year is homework. Too much homework.
Like this blog, for instance.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Halloween Mixed Box
I woke up this morning with words of wisdom for ghouls and goblins…
If you’re too open-minded, your brains will spill out all over the floor.
Lost your mind? Better find it quick before the brain-eating zombies do.
Seriously, every year they warn us unwary kids the Halloween rules.
Rule #1: Never eat candy before your parents check the bag. Incase there’s razors or broken glass in the candy. But who listens to that? I live dangerously and reach right into the bag for the best treats BEFORE I go home.
Rule #2: Never Zigzag across the street. You all have broken that. I see everybody running this way and that; it’s really the only way to get to the best houses. Who wants to go to the house that’s all plain and boring, giving out last year’s lollipops anyway? Go for the best and ditch the rest.
Rule #3: Wear reflective colors. This is the only rule I agree with because then you look like a cool glow-in the dark raver.
Rule #4: Never trick or treat by yourself. But what’s a ghoul to do after all her friends have gone home, satisfied with their mediocre half-pillows of treats. I go out really late, all the best candies are out there when you’re the last person at a house, and you get all the chocolate bars they have left.
“The Eye of a Mind makes a Moogie” – The Joker.
I woke up this morning with words of wisdom for ghouls and goblins…
If you’re too open-minded, your brains will spill out all over the floor.
Lost your mind? Better find it quick before the brain-eating zombies do.
Seriously, every year they warn us unwary kids the Halloween rules.
Rule #1: Never eat candy before your parents check the bag. Incase there’s razors or broken glass in the candy. But who listens to that? I live dangerously and reach right into the bag for the best treats BEFORE I go home.
Rule #2: Never Zigzag across the street. You all have broken that. I see everybody running this way and that; it’s really the only way to get to the best houses. Who wants to go to the house that’s all plain and boring, giving out last year’s lollipops anyway? Go for the best and ditch the rest.
Rule #3: Wear reflective colors. This is the only rule I agree with because then you look like a cool glow-in the dark raver.
Rule #4: Never trick or treat by yourself. But what’s a ghoul to do after all her friends have gone home, satisfied with their mediocre half-pillows of treats. I go out really late, all the best candies are out there when you’re the last person at a house, and you get all the chocolate bars they have left.
“The Eye of a Mind makes a Moogie” – The Joker.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Microwaves Cooking Brains
Our visit with the CTV mobile truck unit has me wondering....are microwaves really cooking our brains?
Actual nicknames for mobile emitters: "The Sterilizer" and "The Tuminator." The cameramen using this equipment figure they're getting cancer from it. They turn it off as soon as possible to prolong their lives. OK. Why is our society using this technology again???
The Riddler schemed to brainwash the masses by beaming microwaves directly into the heads of those watching cable from boxes that looked a lot like evil blenders. I'm not scared of microwaves hypnotizing people, but I think they do to a brain what they do to a pizza pop.
(Crickets. Silence.)
Really? Nobody cares if their brain turns into a pizza pop? Is our human mind over-rated? All these years of evolution, dominating the planet, and we've just decided ITS NOT FAIR we're smarter than the other animals. And now we’re voluntarily microwaving our brains to protest this grossly unfair mistake made by Mother Nature.
That's fine, except that the other animals are getting their brains cooked by us too. But wait, they don't use cell phones very much, so maybe their brains are safe after all. So you all wondered how Planet of the Apes could be made possible. When everyone gets brain cancer/too dumb to use tools from use of broadcasting microwaves to watch TV, my bets are on the octopus.
Actual nicknames for mobile emitters: "The Sterilizer" and "The Tuminator." The cameramen using this equipment figure they're getting cancer from it. They turn it off as soon as possible to prolong their lives. OK. Why is our society using this technology again???
The Riddler schemed to brainwash the masses by beaming microwaves directly into the heads of those watching cable from boxes that looked a lot like evil blenders. I'm not scared of microwaves hypnotizing people, but I think they do to a brain what they do to a pizza pop.
(Crickets. Silence.)
Really? Nobody cares if their brain turns into a pizza pop? Is our human mind over-rated? All these years of evolution, dominating the planet, and we've just decided ITS NOT FAIR we're smarter than the other animals. And now we’re voluntarily microwaving our brains to protest this grossly unfair mistake made by Mother Nature.
That's fine, except that the other animals are getting their brains cooked by us too. But wait, they don't use cell phones very much, so maybe their brains are safe after all. So you all wondered how Planet of the Apes could be made possible. When everyone gets brain cancer/too dumb to use tools from use of broadcasting microwaves to watch TV, my bets are on the octopus.
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