Truly The Devil's Holiday (Well, Almost...)
I'm including a little Dia De Los Muertos style image since the nature of my late night writing and posting means that people will read about my Halloween bullshit on November 1st rather than the day itself.
Best search that lead some poor soul here today? "What do Halloween mean?" via Google, which I'm not sure was in relation to the holiday itself or the deeper meanings of Michael Myers murderous behavior. Something to do with either Druids or pre-marital sex, faceless interweb stranger.
In honor of the holiday, I'm including a particularly gruesome video mashup that features a horrorpunk song that's caught my wife's fancy, 1000 Corpses performed by Die Monster Die. I love the song, although the visuals here aren't necessarily that inspired as far as matching up to choruses or anything, but serve to illustrate just how gory Italian horror director Bruno Mattei can get and is consequently not safe for the average office environment.
The wife and I took time today to grab some lunch together, so we headed out shortly before noon to a restaurant. On the way I tried to get ahold of Macguffin, because I'd only this morning found out that he and Blancodeviosa's dog had passed away, via her blog. I wasn't expecting to get him on the phone (and didn't, as a matter of fact); his grief tends to be internalized rather than something he shares too much of. I feel horrible for both of them, he was a really sweet dog who meant a lot to them, my heart really goes out to their household.
We spent the afternoon getting the installation of the new television for the den lined up finally, which is nice to have a date for, although it is in a couple more weeks from now. The guy we'd been dealing with had a week's vacation that he took which threw off our being able to contact him and set things up earlier.
On a somewhat related note, I also called the alarm people to get the alarm system on the house set up in our names. The wife has been trying once a week for the past month to get these people to call her back, I call once, tell them that the guy they keep sending us to never returns any voicemail, in seconds I'm talking to a guy on the phone about the account that used to be held at this address, then I get a call about 20 minutes later from the very same guy who never called the wife back, all "Hello sir, what can I do for you?"
This has happened on more than one occasion; the wife calls a business about whatever, sometimes more than once, gets zero response, I call, identify myself and tell them what we want to happen, and then suddenly we have action. It's a very sad statement about our society, because my wife definitely holds the purse-strings around here both as a bread-winner and as the person who will be paying their exorbitant service charges, but they seem to respond better when they hear a man's voice on the phone. I think it's because the wife isn't as assertive as she should be with people, except when they've finally made her really made and she's then a total bitch to them about it. I can be more of a diplomatic prick when I want to, hell, today I even got to use a variation on the line from American Beauty where Spacey asks if the guy he's calling for actually works there, because he never seems to be in. I was quite proud of myself.
I walked Bella in the afternoon again, then set up the TiVo to grab the Ghost Hunters marathon and their live episode from the Waverly Hills Sanatorium, as well as a couple of Simpsons re-runs that were on this evening. With the evening approaching, we opened our bags of candy and put together our assortment of goodies for the kiddos. The wife picked up burgers for supper and we settled in to eat and see if we'd actually have any kind of turnout with the trick or treaters this year, since it's a new neighborhood. We had a great run last year, but had no idea how many kids to expect.
While waiting to see if any kids turned up, we started watching Fido, a charming and hilarious zombie film set in the 50's with domesticated zombies that do household chores and things like that once they have a collar around their necks to keep them in check. The movie is a lot of fun, I'd highly recommend checking it out, Billy Connolly gives a great performance as Fido, a lonely boy's best friend.
We had sporadic visitors from around 7:00 until the last straggler came at 9:30. We finished the movie and then turned out the lights around 10:30. The kids all seemed to enjoy the set-dressing pretty well, which made me happy, I like to get some kinda reaction. I may try to actually try and snap a picture on things this year, for posterity and possible posting if anyone's interested, I never got any kind of pics last year. The recurring question I've heard both years we've used the bolt of red paint spattered cloth has been "is that blood?", which I never know exactly how to answer. I don't necessarily want to really freak out some little 6 year olds or something, but do they really give a shit about the mechanics or will a Tootsie Roll shut them up?
When asked that question by an older kid this evening I just said "Do I look like I can afford to live in a house this nice? We had to get rid of the owners somehow..."
Now it's late and I'm listening to the Destroy The Brain Halloween music special while I work on this, it's a nice little mix of tunes, you should check it out.
I'm out kids, it's been a long day.
Be seeing you.
Tag, you're it, Baggy Eyes! Dia De Los Muertos, Halloween, Horror Punk, Die Monster Die, Family Death, Depressing, Television, Ghost Hunters, Movies, Fido, Billy Connolly, Podcasts, Destroy The Brain