A Midwestern Halloween

It snuck up on me. That’s too bad. Just like last year, I haven’t had the opportunity to do much about Halloween season, short of reading Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark while drinking hot apple cider at Borders. I didn’t carve any pumpkins. I didn’t put up any fake cobwebs. I wanted to dress up as a pirate today (let the Seinfeld quotes fly), put I was too late in getting all the components together. And a corn maze would have been awesome. I tried very hard to manage the latter two, and I ended up wasting a lot of time in the process. Dean and I also canceled our plans to hang out tonight. Ultimately, my goals (meager as they were) proved too lofty.

Alas, people are spread too thin or are too busy for such Octoberrific adventures. One of these years, I’m going to do it all. Darn stupid kids… hogging all the fun…

In the office today, I’m going to listen to the score to Blood, an old FPS game for PC—zombies in the prohibition era, can’t go wrong with that. Creepy music. I love it. I want to emulate that for a composition project sometime. Maybe I’ll title it A Midwestern Halloween, because this is truly the place to be for it. The Halloween atmosphere is virtually unnoticeable in any other region.

Man, I still don’t have Army of Darkness on DVD.

Okay, first I’m going to get me some Reese’s Pieces, then I’m going to camp all night in the pumpkin patch, because this year, I am finally going to see the Great Pumpkin and prove once and for all that he does exist!

Whatever it is you are doing—Happy Halloween, everyone.