Halloween ‘08
Saturday, November 1st, 2008
I was looking forward to doing some awesome Zombie makeup and costume for Jack this year, but he waited until the thirtieth to decide what he wanted to be…a $13.00 “scream” villain from K-mart.
I was looking forward to going trick or treating with the boys, but the Binja came down with an ear infection. He stayed at home, in his “Dread pirate Binja” costume that his Aunt Ra got him.
I was really looking forward to the hoards of trick or treaters that would flood the neighborhood rich with kids and line up at our well lit front door. We didn’t decorate much, but we did have a ghoul in Jack’s window and a Jack-o-lantern in the kitchen window. The last house we lived in, we had no visitors. I wanted this year to be different. So as Jack and I headed out on our rounds, I was really hoping that Sarah would have a great time with the ghost and goblins of the hood.
Jack and I had a good time…went to about 20 houses and a pretty good haul. I saw a lot of campaign signs on the way, mostly for McCain. (We live in a red state, so I expected as much) We went to every house with lights on…that’s how I roll…then headed home.
“So…how many guests did you have?” I asked as we got home.
“Four”
“What? I saw a lot more than that walking around.”
“Well…they would get about halfway down our drive way,” which is about 10 yards long, “the parents would see our Obama sign, and turn their kids away.”
Now, I haven’t mentioned politics much, if at all, but this hacked me off. I am a equal candy opportunity kinda guy. I could care less who you are voting for. And, what does that teach the kids? Talk about being judgmental. Wow.
I mean, yes, I did put the slow working anti-McCain poison on all the candy, but it only works on adults. No children would be harmed…until the vote republican when they hit 18…then they drop dead at the polls.
“There are no balloons,” Jack observed, “and we are the first ones here.”
I heard this come out of a new grandmothers mouth today. It makes me sad to think animals, and specifically cats catch the brunt of the “old wives” club. I don’t know how people still live in fear of a cat stealing the baby’s breath.
I visited a good friend of mine in Atlanta a few weeks ago. She is in an alternative lifestyle relationship. They gave birth to a beautiful girl about 15 months ago. The little girl is amazing. Very articulate. Very well mannered. And she loves to flirt. I don’t want to use names, just in case my friend has some aversion to her name being on the web.