Posts tagged: Halloween
The whole M-80 in the porch jack-o'-lantern bit doesn't seem like such a great idea.
Do any adults still do that or was it strictly a '60s thing?
I wonder if anyone got bitten while this costume was being put on.
…night and your eyes beheld an eerie sight, what do you suspect that sight would be?
As I remember it, the first Ebert and Siskel show I saw featured reviews of the movie “Halloween.”
Both of the film critics seemed to think it was pretty scary. And so I went to see it during my short work stint in San Angelo, Texas.
I agreed with the critics. Pretty darned scary.
I remember a guy sitting in the row ahead of me was almost out of his mind with fright, shouting instructions to the babysitter up on the screen.
Quite a few years passed and my wife, no fan of horror flicks, expressed a willingness to see it. So we watched it one Halloween.
Only it really didn't seem all that scary. Maybe because it now came off as a bit predictable, even if you had not seen it before.
Sort of sad, really. A bit like watching Willie Mays stumbling in the Mets outfield during a World Series long after he should have retired.
Anyway, I found myself thinking about “Halloween” this afternoon when I heard the theme coming over the sound system at Rosauers.
How the mighty have fallen.
So let me ask you. Did you ever find that movie scary?
Heard “Monster Mash” playing in a store this afternoon.
It momentarily took my mind off the fact that there were not World Series games this weekend because apparently television executives get to decide that.
You could be a personality-plus “Up With People” kid from Expo '74.
Sure, it might take some explaining. But think of it as an ice-breaker.
Besides the kids in this vintage “Peanuts” special, that is.
Didn't everyone say “trick or treat”?
Here's the poem.
And here's a little about Kenn.
Looks like I've gone to the “interviewing a pumpkin” well more than once.
If you made it roomy enough, you might not have to worry about arm holes.
The doorbell rang and a Spokane guy named Roger hurried downstairs to dispense candy.
He had a mouth full of cookie.
When Roger opened the door, he looked down and saw a tiny scarecrow.
The scarecrow looked up and saw that the man's mouth was full of something.
In a shocked tone, the little boy asked, “Are you eating my trick or treat?”
Roger assured the scarecrow that he was not. And to thank the kid for the laugh, he gave him a grande serving of candy.
Coeur d'Alene's Maggie Bennett shared a story.
“For the last 25 years, we have decorated our porch on Halloween with a Scary Guy made from an ugly mask and various clothing stuffed with newspaper. He sits on a bench with pumpkins, a spider and webs.
“This year a 5-year-old princess with blond ringlets came up on the porch with parents and siblings to trick-or-treat. I asked her how she liked my Scary Guy.
“With her arms folded over her chest, she said, 'I don't like him at all and I think you are mean!'”
The child's parents lurched into damage-control mode. And perhaps the fact that her bag of treats was already pretty full empowered the princess to speak freely.
But Bennett was impressed.
“At least she came up on the porch to tell me what she thought. Some kids just walk away rather than take the chance that Scary Guy will get them.”
That's Howard Bisbee's report.
He lives in a log home a few miles outside of Republic, at the end of a dead-end road.
“If I buy Halloween candy, I know we're going to eat it.”
But Karla Sherry knows the woman in question and was prepared when she arrived with an empty glass.
“I actually had seven bottles for her to choose from, in reds and whites,” wrote Sherry. “She chose a 2008 Cabernet Sauvignon from Columbia Winery.”
Maggie Fritz had 25 trick-or-treaters at her place.
Two girls came as Care Bears, in excellent homemade outfits. They were impressed that Fritz recognized their costumes.
Another kid, a boy, was made up to look like a member of KISS. He, too, was slightly amazed that Fritz could identify his costume theme.
“I pointed out my gray hair,” she said.