Reminds me of the time i went trick or treating about 10yrs ago with my younger brother (he was in his 20s, i was in my early 30s). We were both dressed up along with a friend of his, a goodly number of people would ask us if we were too old to be trick or treating, to which we enthusiastically would reply NO.
One Howloween, I got all dolled up - fancy AF black Victorian dress, pretty makeup - and sat smiling on the decorated porch with the giant bowl of Howloween candy. I did this b/c no trick or treaters had rung our doorbell for at least two years.
Not a single kid approached. Everyone just glanced at me and went past. They went up to the next door neighbors,’ but not here.
After a while, I started eating some candy. Fuck 'em. They didn’t want it, and I did. Then an old friend who lived round the corner came walking along. I ran out to say hi, and over his objections, I dumped the entire contents of the bowl into the big bag of Halloween candy he already had. He insisted he already had too much, but I said he deserves even more.
I told mom what had happened re: the trick or treaters, and she said something along the lines of, “Fuck 'em.”
We kept decorating for Halloween, but after at least three years in a row like I described, we quit buying candy for all those trick or treaters who didn’t come to our door.
Maybe I’ll get my family to watch this again this halloween season… We’re half way through Skull-face Bookseller Honda-San…
I posted this on the Jokes thread too, also
Oh Captain! My Captain!
He Made Me a Punk! [Page Six Shocker!]
He did Hothead and Ashtray Heart on Saturday Night Live in the Autumn of 1980, and mom and I were watching. Doc At the Radar Station is a very weird and atonal album, and 14-yr-old me didn’t quite know what to make of this seemingly shambolic Magic Band, but mom came thru. [Or most likely, her higher self, esp since she didn’t remember it at all.]
“Remember when we’d go to the Art Institute, and we’d look at the Rembrandts, and talk about them?” OFingC I did. “…and then we’d look at the Picassos, and talk about those?” Ditto. “You might also remember I explained that one isn’t necessarily better than the other, that it’s just a different way of seeing things.” [Thinking of it now, that sounds much more like something I’d say, so it must have been her higher self 
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“Most music is harmonic. This is dissonant. It’s just a different way of looking at things.” We listened to the rest of the song, then talked about modern classical music and weird jazz.
I bought a copy of Doc as soon as I could afford it; probably within a month or two.
A coupla months later, I had my first Iggy LP.
I just saw (juice, non-alcoholic) apple cider flavored with pumpkin spice blend at Costco’s, FWIW.
I have The Ride of the Rohirrim playing through my mind at the sight of it!
So they’re claiming Satan’s children were conceived in wedlock? That more than a lot of right-wing evangelicals can say.
