My Día de los Muertos

This year I had to face a Halloween without my nephew who died just before he turned 23 last July from a disease called Cerebellar Ataxia

My nephew was the first kid in my family that I taught about Halloween…I made  his first costumes, I carved his pumpkins and stole his chocolates after he fell asleep-

which was fine because he used to put my very expensive makeup on my Siberian Husky, Tristan, and then he would take all day showing his handiwork off to all of our friends and family.

The night I took Tristan out of the animal shelter was his last night on Earth- he would have been put down the next morning. They told me that after I adopted him.

I’m not sure why I mentioned that, it’s part of the story I suppose.

I also had to deal with the fact that my cat, Wolfgang, ( who was diagnosed with  kidney failure during the poisoned pet food scare) and died last October  wasn’t going to be with me on Halloween too- and even though the vet said in all probability it wasn’t the food but Wolfie’s age ( which was 16 ) that got him in the end

I try to believe that.

And then yesterday

On the Day of The Dead

My sister, who is a breast cancer survivor…

told us that

she

is now a Five Year Cancer Survivor.

It was

Día de los Muertos

yesterday

and

yesterday

 it was also all about living too.

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The Queen Of De-Composition

I had a conversation with a writer.

She said I had ‘ no business’ creating a story

that takes place in a fictional town outside of Seattle.

She said it would ‘corrupt’ the real history of Seattle.

Anita The Corrupter

the

 Queen of Decomposition.

You met her here first….

remember that.

A Trick Or Treat Question

 
 
 

What kind of Halloween Candy Are You?

I Am Candy Corn



Your Halloween personality is whimsical, colorful, and creative.
 Each year, Halloween can’t start soon enough for you.

You tend to go all out for Halloween.
 You decorate like crazy and always dress up.
 
So.

What Halloween Treat Are You?

 

 
 
 
 

 

 

 

  

It’s Not Just About The Candy

There’s a lot of things I like about Halloween-

first of all

nobody thinks it’s weird that I have a  skeleton in my living room- sitting in a chair- by my phone-I bought him from Bucky’s Boneyard, I named him Edgar

(click the pic to got to Bucky’s Site)

I  also love the bite sized candy snacks because I’m not happy with sitting down and eating a boring old candy bar- I like them best with  wrappers decorated with bats and ghosts and zombies stamped on them.

Most of all I like anything dealing with Zombies because they are the dumbest monsters to ever be dreamed up and I take a certain weird pleasure in biting their candy heads off.

You know, before I do a little trephination.

Pic from Bone Clones

Osteological Reproductions

But most of all I enjoy Halloween because of the movies-

the vendors put them all out there, old ones, new ones, whatever, which is good because they’re all good-in their weird way.

These are the best of the Strange and Weird-

And my personal favorites.

Enjoy!

The legend of La Llorona – a Medea-like myth that has haunted the Americas for more than 500 years. Now this supernatural spirit hunts again. Over the course of one ominous day this anguished soul terrorizes New York City escalating her appetite for vengeance. A young mother comes under her spell and collides with two detectives a witch/curandera – and the many who suffer this horrifying vengeance. Evocative and suspenseful haunting and disturbing this supernatural thriller brings to life the chilling legend proving there is no rest for a mother who murders her child and that La Llorona is real

dvd and review from:::

From amazon.com

Now this film is one of my favorite Sci-Fi Horror films of all time I only watch it once a year so as to not ruin the experience for myself-

I knew it as 5 Million Years To Earth, but it’s listed  at IMDB as

I like this review, it’s from IMDB.

PS

If you click the pic it’ll take you to the Amazon page where you can order a copy.

Workers excavating at an underground station in London uncover the skeletal remains of ancient apes with large skulls. Further digging reveals what is at first believed to be an unexploded German bomb from World War II. Missile expert Colonel Breen is brought in to investigate, accompanied by Professor Bernard Quartermass. When the interior of the “missile” is exposed, a dead locust-like creature that resembles the devil is found. It is determined by Quartermass that these “locusts” are evil Martians who altered the brains of our simian ancestors to eventually lay claim to the Earth. When Quartermass’s suspicion that the missile can reactivate the dormant evil in humans is confirmed, all hell breaks loose.

 Written by Rick Gregory

 click the pic it’ll take you to the Amazon page where you can order a copy.

And it wouldn’t be Halloween without

Arsenic and Old Lace.

I mean the story is about two sweet old ladies who are cold blooded killers

and they bury their victims in their basement

They also love to bake and celebrate Halloween.

What is there NOT to love about a story like this one?

 

Now what shall we cover next?

How’s about my favorite Monsters?

Okay…it’s a date

till next time

Home of Hammer Films

HERE

If you click the pic it’ll take you to the Amazon page where you can order a copy.

What If Evita Sang Sarah Palin?

 
 
Singing Hockey Mom and Piano playing Moose singing out against Caribou Barbie
…don’t speak for me Sarah Palin!
The truth is I do not like you
What if McCain were chief and then he died ah?
You’d be more scary
then al-Qaeda

Sing It With Me Now…”Hey Sarah Palin”

Hey Sarah Palin, do you tell them in Wasilla
That 4,000 years ago we roamed the planet with Godzilla
Is it true
I am so fucking scared of you
As number 2

Hey Sarah Palin, I think Alaska’s very pretty
But just 100,000 people more than Oklahoma City
Yes it’s true
Go look it up, Im telling you
Oh man, were through

Oh, if you become VP, oh, its Canada for me (2x)
Its Canada for me

Hey Sarah Palin, did you really once inquire
Whether you could throw library books into a big bonfire
God, my eyes
This really might be our demise
This pack of lies

Hey Sarah Palin, just because you’re good at shootin
Doesn’t mean you have the ammo to negotiate with Putin
Are you on coke
This fucking countrys up in smoke
Oh what a joke

Chorus
Oh, if you become VP, oh what will it mean for me (2x)

Bridge
Just because I can see the moon
Doesn’t make me an astronaut, you loon
Your foreign policy expertise is pooh
Do you really think a woman commits
To a candidate just because she has tits
Please tell me that this ticket is not true
I thought that there could be no worse
Than Cheney, but here you are, I curse
The madman who would cast a vote for you
And McCain too

Hey Sarah Palin, is it media distortion
Or would you tell a girl whos raped that she could not have an abortion
Its a new low
Who knows just how far you would go
Id rather vote for Ross Perot
Hey Sarah Palin I dont know
Where can we go

Performed by MC Howie and Julie K

I don’t know who they are or where they came from

but my guess is they are like all of us.

Only funnier.

Guess What I Did

I was in Iowa for a week.

Seriously.

That’s where I was.

And they didn’t kick me out, or send a Priest ( of which there are about a bazillion in Dubuque alone ) to follow me around or wait under my window at night Father Merrin style.

I think I’ll be visiting again soon.

Probably I should let them recover

first.

It’s a long story.

My Dark Little Secret

photo by captain oddsocks

photo by captain oddsocks

So this is my secret.

I love pumpkins…year round, not just for Halloween.

But that’s not my secret.

Let me explain.

I collect pumpkin knick knacks and pictures of pumpkins and I cross stitch them on all sorts of things  and I always have stickers with pumpkins on them and I slap them on anything that isn’t moving.

And if it is I’ll slap one on anyway.

Most people think I like pumpkins because I love Halloween.

In part that’s true.

The truth of the matter is- I like pumpkins because they look like severed heads- and when you carve faces on them.

Well.

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