A Halloween Story
Well, I had all these grandiose plans to write a fun little Halloween story, complete with dark and stormy nights, in honor of the holiday that I really don't like all that much on principle. That is, I like dressing up, I like the emphasis on junk food and candy, but the whole concept of Halloween is more than a little weird to me.
For example, today I went for a walk with a friend, and saw...well, you know how some houses go all out at Christmas time with decorations? Like this one house in my neighborhood when I was a kid, I mean they had the full on animatronic Winter Wonderland scene, with fake snow galore and cute woodland creatures on seesaws and swings and a 6-foot-tall Santa standing in front of their doorway waving at passersby. Ok, so this house I saw today was like the "dark side" version of the winter wonderland house. Skeletons everywhere, numerous gravestones in the driveway, a hideously disfigured body hanging from one of the trees (eew gross), a giant hairy tarantula covering their bushes, a very lifelike--or deathlike?--statue of a guy holding a knife in one hand and his own messily severed head in the other...and that's just the OUTSIDE of the house. My friend informed me that the inside is just as "festive."
All I know is, I'm glad I'm not one of their kids. I wouldn't want to come home and sleep in my own house, if I were!
But about this story I was going to write. Well. I didn't write it. However, I have the picture that was going to go with it, which I am posting here. Maybe you can make up your own story to go with it.
Take care, kids. Be safe out there. This is the frogg, heading back to Los Angeles. See you there.
For example, today I went for a walk with a friend, and saw...well, you know how some houses go all out at Christmas time with decorations? Like this one house in my neighborhood when I was a kid, I mean they had the full on animatronic Winter Wonderland scene, with fake snow galore and cute woodland creatures on seesaws and swings and a 6-foot-tall Santa standing in front of their doorway waving at passersby. Ok, so this house I saw today was like the "dark side" version of the winter wonderland house. Skeletons everywhere, numerous gravestones in the driveway, a hideously disfigured body hanging from one of the trees (eew gross), a giant hairy tarantula covering their bushes, a very lifelike--or deathlike?--statue of a guy holding a knife in one hand and his own messily severed head in the other...and that's just the OUTSIDE of the house. My friend informed me that the inside is just as "festive."
All I know is, I'm glad I'm not one of their kids. I wouldn't want to come home and sleep in my own house, if I were!
But about this story I was going to write. Well. I didn't write it. However, I have the picture that was going to go with it, which I am posting here. Maybe you can make up your own story to go with it.
Take care, kids. Be safe out there. This is the frogg, heading back to Los Angeles. See you there.
posted by grackyfrogg @ 11:28 PM
4 Comments:
At 2:08 AM ,
Anonymous said...
all i can say is Poor dog...
dude, the reason people go all out at christmas down there is becuase /you don't get real snow anyway/ ;-)
woo, fil's in a weird mood.
Hey - I turned 21 today! w00t. :)
At 3:48 AM ,
Anonymous said...
HAPPY 21st!!!!!!!!!!!
Bri.
P.s Maybe the dog thinks he looks cool.
At 8:37 AM ,
Anonymous said...
I happen to know this dog. His name is Dutch. He is quite possibly the weirdest animal ever. He is kind of like a frightened version of Garfield’s “Odie”. But watching him run around the house with a Frankenstein hood on was like . . . well I just about died it was so funny.
Dutch struggles with an inner conflict with himself. He badly wants attention, but is too scared of everything in the world to ever allow himself to receive it. This gets annoying, particularly when you are on the couch watching TV and he jumps on the couch, and sneaks up to you, all the while cringing as if you will hit him with a skillet. Then he jumps off the couch and runs away, only to repeat this OVER AND OVER. And he’ll pant violently the whole time.
But it’s a nice picture of him.
At 9:30 AM ,
Anonymous said...
I really like the picture of the dog. I can't understand how the dog is ok while he is wearing that, considering how scared he is of everything else. Halloween is definitely not my favorite holiday either. It is so short and you don't get any time off of work or school. I think my best halloween was when my brother dressed up as a scarecrow and sat on the front porch with the candy on his lap. He had a mask on and gloves, so he looked completely fake. Then when the kids would come and reach for the candy, he would scare them to death. haha, good memories.
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