Halloween makes doing a paper route in the darkness of the early morning hours very interesting. Paul, my paper route buddy, was the first to mention it. Just about everybody has decorated their porches for the season. You've got to be careful when you throw the 'pape' so you don't break people's ceramic pumpkins or lose the newspaper behind the decorations. The biggest problem, tho, is trying not to jump out of your skin when you're surprised by a new full-size scarecrow or witch or grim reaper standing by SO many of their front doors.
If I were any good at this blogging stuff...and if I had a digital camera...and if I could talk Paul into it, we'd go to 2501 Peachwood Way (weekend paper only :) ) and pose him with an unsavory-stuffed-something perched in the middle of the lawn that was suddenly there one dark morning. And we'd post that picture with this blog. We'd title it, "I came this close to punching it right in the face, Mom...really!" :)
My totally unrelated holiday thoughts are these: When did we start having Halloween parties the first part of October? And parties every day the week of Halloween? When did everybody start stringing Halloween lights on their house and decorating yards and porches to the hilt? When did chains of temporary Halloween stores start popping up in abandoned retail buildings? What exactly are we celebrating with such fervor? and Who would ever buy 15-inch high zombie babies with glowing red eyes and heads that pop off?
It's starting to seem like the anti-Christmas to me...
