On October 1st, I thought it seemed like a great idea to honor the best month of the year, with a post every single day. How hard could it be? It's really not hard -- if you want everyone to stop reading your blog.
So, here I sit, looking at this screen, I've got the Halloween playlist playing on iTunes (right now it's Michael Jackson's Thriller -- I swear I don't know how that got on there) and I'm thinking about all of the things I'd like to tell you. But I can't.
You see, I want to tell you about the pumpkins we carved tonight, I want to show you the pictures of my knife wielding five year old daughter. But I can't. That's tomorrow.
You know, Michael Jackson used to be kind of cool. Kind of. I didn't just start "Thriller" over. I swear.
I want to tell you about my favorite Halloween, but that's coming on Friday.
Vincent Price can rap pretty good, for a really old (well, dead now) white guy. Of course I don't listen to rap, so I might not be a reliable witness.
I want to tell you about the weird thing that my best friend's mom used to make us do in the fall, but you'll just have to wait.
The "Thriller" video was fifteen minutes long, and was directed by John Landis -- the guy who directed "An American Werewolf in London." I know this because I had the extended video, with a "making of" segment. I don't still wish I had this. I swear.
I really want to tell you about my Indiana Jones outfit -- it's more than a costume really. But I should take some pictures, to try and do it justice.
So this post ended up being about all the things I can't tell you. Sorry.
The foulest stench is in the air
The funk of 40,000 years...
And grizzly ghouls, from every tomb
Are closing in, to seal your doom!
And though you fight, to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver...
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of...THE THRILLER!!!!
You're heading to the iTunes store right now, aren't you?