As I have said before, I want to dress up like the Devil’s Messenger from H.P. Lovecraft’s DREAMS IN THE WITCH HOUSE, and have a cat like the one from THE RATS IN THE WALLS.
The Rats in the Walls and Pickman’s Model are right up there in spookiness.
Tonight I witnessed a grown man in 7 foot t-rex costume stroll by house... I guess disposable income is alive and well.
People will plop their children in front of the boob tube, and generally ignore their formative years, yet go all out for hallowed-ween and fill them up with sugar... diabetics unite!