Halloween 2007

Happy Halloween everyone!

At 14, I'm still trick or treating! The only difference is that my costume isn't as good as last year. My folks complained that we had a full chest of old costumes from years before, but I don't like wearing the same costume twice. It takes some of the fun out of it.

So instead of putting on a valid costume, I put on a black sweatshirt complete with hood, black sweats, black socks, black shoes, and a black bandana fashioned from a black shirt. I called myself "the shadow". Well at least I was warm; I saw several people walking around as King Leonidus and could only feel sorry for them in the freezing weather. One of them asked to use my bandana to stay warm.

Halloween in Boise isn't a big thing, and there's really only a couple of interesting places to trick or treat. There was a house along Harrison that has a mechanical dragon they built. It was completely functional and would occasionally breathe fire. There was always a crowd, waiting for the flames. Another was the house with the fake graves. I know it's an old trick, but they would pop out of ditches, scaring the crap out of little kids. Several of them fell over in shock, which was just about hilarious.

But to put it truthfully, I don't like Halloween that much. There's no Halloween spirit, and if there was we would be celebrating the lives of saints. But we're not. It's just another holiday that companies have made a profit from. Like so many others. I enjoy the haunted corn maze and fun activities that pop up for halloween, but that's about as far as I go. The only reason I went trick or treating is my little cousin was going, and mom wanted me to be the "older brother". So I went along, and decided that if I was there, I sure as hell was gonna get some candy out of it.

At any rate, Halloween's through, and that means only two things to me.
1. A boatload of candy stockpiled in my room.
2. November has begun, and we're that much closer to Christmas, the best holiday ever.

So I hope you all have a happy Halloween!


"Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door." - Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven