season's greetings
i might know a bit about what santa must feel like on christmas eve… so much to do! while many would accuse me of celebrating the spirit of Halloween year round there are simply some things that can’t be done ahead of time. dare i serve stale bat cookies? would I risk freezer burn to the punch bowl severed hand? that layer of sickly-green foundation must be applied just so. tiny tots expect a trip through the pumpkin patch with their own aunt calico and i’ll be damned if i pass up the chance to scare the living hell out of my nieces and nephews!
after days upon days of dowsing myself with every cold and flu purgative known to the natural world i dart my eyes back and forth, lean in closely to your ear and whisper softly ‘i think i’m feeling better!’ and i am.
being this silly and frivolous serves as an advantage to friends and co-workers. they are allowed to maintain a respectable air about them while indulging me in celebratory fashion. lord knows i have little fear when it comes to making a complete ass of myself so toys and goodies, tricks and noisemakers, goo and creepy playthings all migrate to me. i can hear them now among the aisles of brain-shaped bubble gum, wax fangs and scullpops ‘oh won’t calico be surprised!’ they delight in the simple joy their creepy offerings provide.
although my spiritual beliefs are tied closely with some of the common symbolism of this holiday i don’t take offense at the playfulness adopted by all but a constipated, misinformed few. it is ritual, celebration and fun - something we as humans should do our best to maintain and keep alive for the little boys and ghouls in the years to come.
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