You may have guessed from the front page picture or just in general, Zule and I are big on Halloween. This year, we used scrap lumber and paint to make a pretty horrific scene, including a graveyard. The best part is Dbot came up with tombstone epitaths. One said "Stupid" and the other said "I'm with stupid" with an arrow pointing at the other tombstone. For some reason, I think this is freaking hilarious. Zule came up with "RIP Yo Momma." That is on another tombstone. There are fake spiderwebs all over, a flying bat and many pumpkins. The best special effects are: 1) we have a fog machine and 2) Zule set up our digital projector to project a movie onto our huge front window, so people will be subjected to horror movies when they walk up to our house. It looks really cool. (When summer comes again, I'm going to invite people over to have a "drive in" movie using the same principle.)
Shhh: *spoiler* Zule is going to dress up in this fucked up Bee full-body costume (don't ask, think plushie, someone found it at a garage sale) and attack me with a chainsaw at exactly 10 p.m. Fake blood, fake dismemberment, real screaming, right in the middle of the street. Remember, we live in the burbs. If we get through the evening without arrest, we'll be ecstatic. The Bee costume is in his truck right now, and all day, passers-by have been peering in the windows of the truck. Our neighbors call us Ozzy and Sharon for a reason. It would not be above our sense of humour to get our 12 year old to act like she's vomiting blood when she answers the door for someone saying "trick or treat". Or the two year old, for that matter.
Samhain, Bitches!