I was looking at my stat page at my Owl Creek Blog when I noticed that the Pervs are back.
The thing of it is, there is a Porn star named Anita and when her Pervie fans go looking for her with help from The Google they put in word combos like Anita Dark .
Well.
My name is Anita and I write stories that get tagged, upon occasion as ‘dark’ –
so guess what.
They end up at my very Non-Porn site.
I think that is hilarious.
So if they end up here instead of at the other Anita’s site, because I didn’t type in Anita Dark for no reason
they will not find porn.
Instead they will find this youtube clip about embalming.
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I ran across this story about an ad that Target is running.
In it they are saying that unless you buy your kid a costume ( from them ) you are telling the entire world that you are cheap and that you are pefectly willing to ruin your child’s Halloween and their entire childhood because of your cheapness.
What the heck?
When I was a kid this was how we went about costume shopping.
My parents made a big deal out of taking us to K-Mart to buy one of those plastic masks with the matching plastic costume, we’d chose out a treat bag and buy a pumpking on our way home with our loot. After that we’d spend the next few days trying our costumes on and if we were good we’d get to wear them for dinner until bed time.
On Halloween Day me and my friend- first it was Bonnie and then later Darrin- would spend the entire collecting rolls of toilet paper and eggs.
In case you’re curious we’d go to our neighbors and say that we were out and our Moms had sent us over to borrow some. Today my husband says to me, ‘so basically you were defacing their property with their own toilet paper and eggs.
” Yeah” I told him.
“That’s evil he says.”
” We were just being practical. ” I said in defense of my childhood self. ” If we took the stuff from our own houses our Moms always noticed and we’d get busted.
Busted means that they would send our Dads Trick or Treating with us.
Anyway.
We’d spend an hour or so running from block to block hiding our stash and then we’d have to race home, put together the costumes we were actually going to wear, find a place to stash those and then we’d go home and change into our K-Mart Costumes to wear for pictures ( and BTW yes I DID love those- ) We would trick or treat a few houses in those and then… and then….
We would change into whatever we wanted.
Sometimes that change involved swapping costumes parts, adding to our costumes or making something at the last minute out of paper bags and clothes that we found in our Grandparents closets. We probably looked like a mess, but who cares? We didn’t then and all I remember now is the fantastic times we had.
I believe that on Halloween of all nights you dance with them that brought you- have some fun, but I would advise chose who brings you with care and humor.
a.m.m.
Here’s what people on YouTube are saying about the Target Ad
Mocking kids/parents who have the creativity and drive to make their own costumes. Way to go, Target. You should be real proud of this one.
Wow, this is a great message for people during a recession! Go buy the crappy printed on plastic crap for twenty bucks instead, really Target?! Or I could sew something awesome (a Jedi and a fairy princess this year) that will be totally unique and durable, instead of cheap, disposable, and just like every other kid.
Why spend time with your kid making something together for Halloween, when you can just go to Target and spend $19 for a memory that will last, oh say, two days? Way to go, Target! Spending time with those little rugrats is overrated, anyway.
The idea of it being a bad thing to make your own costume is ridiculous. Making costumes is a great way for parents to bond with their children and create happy memories.
A Jezebel commenter writes:
Unless Target is treating me to free drinks and an evening of Chuck Norris jokes, I think I’ll stick to homemade, thanks.