EEEEeeeekkk!!!!!

All hallows are required on this day and night. After that we put away childish things for a few hours and look with false sincerity to the coming winter. Hopefully there’s not a sign of hypocrisy as far as the eye can see because I could sure use some presents or toys. Some of the classic elements are present as another lame-o baseball postseason has passed, the smell of pumpkin guts is in the air, and things are just a tiny bit stranger than normal here in Fantasy Land. The sight of someone in costume doesn’t draw much attention but, of course, that’s why I came here in the first place, to be eccentric and have it go mostly unnoticed. Or at least have my oddities pay off.
This is the perfect time for an inventory of fears. It would be an interesting time capsule for comparison if I had made such a list at this time last year. There’s yer value. Perhaps fear defines a man. I can’t decide even though I don’t really drink that much anymore. Drinking may or may not affect decision making but it surely eradicates fear, for good and or ill. People without fear should be feared? It’s an important decision. Have a tequila or a double scotch, if you have to drive. Then decide.
Take note of how people align themselves for Halloween. For men, the classic choices are all derivatives of three main themes: Dracula, Frankenstein, and the Wolf Man. At least that’s the way it used to be. Now, people dress as poop and condoms and Johnny Depp. Girls could choose between princess, witch, and cat. Those are still prevalent, but you have to add the word slutty to those themes but that’s still the basic spectrum with the princess doubling as a prostitute. Anything else is fake hair on a jack-o-lantern. Some tradition is good to keep everyone in the same realm of fun, or irritation, depending on your disposition. Differences are fun to exploit.