Well here we are...it just officially became Halloween here. I can't believe that I have nothing to dress in. I'd always dressed up..even to give out candy. There's a few years where my mom didn't really have the money to buy candy to give any out but I really wanted to so i bought a bunch of bags of various kinds of candy and put them into a huge metal bowl to give out. I dressed in an appropriately scary costume..which i still have around my mom's somewhere but I didn't find it in time. I sat there with the bowl in my lap. Many, many children approached with much trepidation and basically earned their candy by facing their fear.

But then there were the kids...usually between 10 and 12 years old that would debate whether I was an actual person or just something someone set up...because people did that in my neighborhood. Some would then proceed to hit me. Some kinda hard. But they still got candy. Little bastards haha

Unfortunately I missed the last handful of Halloweens due to work and I guess that somewhat killed my spirit which sucks...... I spent my years of 13 through 20 at a house in the same development where we lived when I was born and continued to live until I was around 5. It was a very large neighborhood. I mean, A LOT of houses. And almost every single one gave out candy. The setups ran that gammut from people simply sitting on their stoops handing out candy to full-blown setups. One year one house had a real coffin in the living room with a peraon who was quite realistically dressed like Dracula inside. And another year a family had set up an electric chair in their front yard. Fog machine. A goblin in the chair that actually somehow writhed when the chair sparked. I don't know how they did it..but I LOVED how they went all out like that. Actually...maybe Jenn and I will go down there. We plan on giving out candy. We were going to do it here. If I still really knew someone in the old development we'd just hang out with them on their stoop to hand out candy. But maybe we can still take a walk down there and see how it is. I hope that it's a lot like how it was when I was younger.

I would literally collect two full-size pillow cases full of candy which would end up lasting me the next two months. Back then it held a certain kind of magic I suppose. Not the kind of magic you'd read about in faery tales and such...but the kind of magic that surrounds Christmas. It's a time to be a kid again. Maybe I can feel it about Halloween again.

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The subject is important here. My head isn't throbbing luckily, but it does hurt a good bit. It'll probably make me jump from point-to-point. I won't do much in the way of segues between points. This entry will be more of a list than my normal paragraphical style entry.

Well we didn't get AS screwed on rent for October as I thought we would. The entire story is long and confusing but somehow our rent check for October (paid at the beginning of the month) had bounced and it go to the point where they were going to threaten legal action...which they will do if you go a month without paying. Which we hadn't...it'd been three weeks...and that's because we didn't know that the payment hadn't gone through. A slightly lucky break or two and we're not current and not too far in the hole and it looks like we SHOULD be good for next month's rent after next week's paychecks.

I did inform them that our dishwasher isn't working. Thea heat cycle works fine but no water is ever put into the dishwasher so at the end of the cycle everything is very hot. The smell of plastic became overwhelming due to the heat...without water to aborb the heat it is all soaked up by the plastic which gets it oh so close to the melting point, but not quite. So hopefully they'll be up here soon to fix it so that we can use it again.

Since it's almost Halloween there are some cable movie stations that are showing only horror movies for two weeks or so. Currently one of those channels is on and I am "watching" Friday the 13th 2. Oh God is this horrible. I was wondering if it was only because they didn't want too high a shock value back in the 80's when they came out..but that can't be it because Nightmare of Elm Street certainly had a good deal of gore in it. Stupid camera cutaways and cut scenes. Such as the scene were a couple are making love. You see the killer's torso. You see her face and that she sees the killer. You see her face for a second as apparently a spade goes through her lover, herself and the bed itself. But the shot cuts immediately away to the underside of the bed with a little bit of blood coming off of the spade. And then suddenly the shot goes black and quickly cuts to another scene somehwere else with other people. LAME. Now I am suffering through what's possible the very worst cinematic fight scene ever. I guess what really gets me is that the first half of the movie they show only the legs of "the killer". And the second half they show him running around all retarded-like with a white burlap potato sack looking thing over his head. Sure, it's Jason Voorhees, but it looks stupid as all hell. And why is it that no one ever comes across the bodies of his dead victims until they are being chased by him? There are no bodies..and then...voila!..suddenly they are falling out of all of the closets which I am sure that they had to have gone in not too long ago. Sorry...but this movie, overall, is incredibly weak. Towards the end of the movie and I am feeling much pity for how "Jason" is flopping around. GAH!

But tonight the are showing all three The Exorcist's which is awesome although I probably won't watch them..well maybe the first one. I'll tell ya...I saw this when I was much younger and really couldn't remember much about it. And then I saw it perhaps two years ago with Chad. And it affected me like I wouldn't have believed that it would. It left such a creepy feeling...that things that were totally unrelated to anything in the movie were creeping me out. Such as: I drove Chad home and had to drive home myself. Well I walked him up to the door to help him carry some of the stuff that he'd brought to my house. That house wasn't completely isolated but there weren't many houses around and you couldn't see any signs of any of the neighboring houses. But the thick, dark woods began about 300, or so, feet behind the house. It was so dark! I practically ran around my car to the driver's side door, jumped into it and both slammed the door shut and locked it in the very same motion. Then I felt very freaked out the entire ride home even though there was nothing else "supernatural" feeling about the night itself. Now THAT is a well-made film to create that kind of continuing residual effect.

Well I took something for my head and am working on The mercury-system so I'll be going. But I have received my guitar amp head and cabinet and may post pictures of them in my next entry..which very well might be later tonight!

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