A Haunting We Will Go...

Finally!  My pumpkin harvest is complete, my cornstalks dried, this house is ready!  Most of my setting up (the moving and expensive props) don't go out until tomorrow but the ground work is done even down to having two candy bowls - one for the begging participants, and one for the hosts who withhold the really good candy until the cheaper fare dwindles.  Anyone with a separate bowl is bullshitting that they don't eat the candy, it's just for the kids.  

As mentioned, this year the dogs demanded to be pirates.  Sure, I like pirates too.  Come time for fittings, Simon showed up.  Early.  He'll sit in anything all day patiently waiting for reward.  Costumes and hats always = big payoff to my Simple Simon.  Kylee.... much more of a fidget.  She tries not to be a diva but every now and then she simply "won't stand for this grueling schedule."  She still doesn't fully understand that I'm not going to give up and it's going to be a scene if she won't play along.  Kylee also made a last ditch effort to change costumes and go as Batman! because her Dad is playing the new Archam City game and says often "It's bat time!"  That dog loves her a new fad.

Edmond, you remember Edmond!!  Took a chop to the neck over the year.  I don't remember how, it was just like that one day so I converted him.  The pumpkin is attached so the head moves just like Ed's, and a candle lights up both the Jack and the Hollow Ed. 

So here is my video for this year.  There is a hidden opinion, potentially political, if you know what it is, I'd like to hear about it. Happy Halloween!



-DM

Roll with it.

We know I drive the Metro.  On purpose.  My love for the Metro is so unbounded that when my last Metro was assaulted and made a victim, I bought another within a month. 


Most people do not drive a Metro on purpose.  It's usually because it's economical and is built to drive it's little heart out, mile after mile without fucking with you unreasonably.  In exchange for being hard driven and engineered to do a lot in a "limited spacial environment" (PC term instead of just saying what it is - a miniature donkey), the Metro in all it's use of mentioned limited-spacial-environment is forced to cut corners on the extras.



Now, when you think extras... you might picture power windows, power steering, maybe a little anti-lock brake action but naw, 'dem ain't featurs'!  Those are laughed off the table, we won't consider those anything except folly. 


Metro has two ways of being.  It's on, or it's off.  It does not glide nor coast, it wants for you to lovingly know you're in there.  Nothing gadgets by voice and no little motors run to address the comfort portion of the ride.  This said, when the Metro does act a fool, as mine is doing this month, it's not pissing around.  Metro doesn't whisper soothing reassurance that something might need to be checked when it's convenient, and the Metro could give a shit if your tires are a little low.  You won't be hearing my car nag you into fastening your seat belt (but you will hear me and that's possibly just as bad), and finally, the Metro - revert to the first line of this paragraph - has one purpose, being in either the sate of focusing on moving or nothing at all.


Not to say a Metro doesn't limp, it's simply not a lingering limp. Not like the last leg of a marathon, those runners have a steady-built slow limp-wobble to them.  Metro is more of a gunshot limp.  Everything is fine, then not so fine and lastly... "Fool I said hurry!" kaboom.  These cars are not infallible.  I went..... 6 years - two different Metros - with no major repair work.  It seems the Auto Gods have realized they missed the memo on this car and have to make up for lost time.  Two months ago it had a shitty serpentine belt.  You know these cars as the ones that howl past you, their driver ashamed at the absolute screech of their pissed off car spinning a ruined belt.  They usually taper off though don't they?  Usually when the driver slams the gas petal really hard?  Heh, yes that's why the jumpy-to-start behavior is often seen paired with that noise.  The belt corrects itself faster that way, but only after getting considerably louder too.  And it's terrible for the already dying belt but that noise will make you do irrational shit.  So, new belt.  Bam.  Happy Metro.


Then last week, Metro got a new headlight. I don't drive at night so that was ok, but it does have daytime running lights, making the car a one headed beacon.  It was making me nutty and Metro got a headlight.  Happy Metro.


Today, drunk on auto-part lust, Metro flashed angry, displaying "Service Engine Soon."


When I reported this in somewhat of a panic, I was patted on my head,  These people don't know the Metro laws of limping.  Car down, and fast.  Now that you know and understand me and my relationship with those laws can see why I didn't like my head patted.


"That's just your car saying to get around to it sooner than later."  was said to me.


I immediately disagreed, explaining how small the interior is, thus restricted features blah blah, and that for all I know there isn't both a "whenever" light AND a Check Engine" flasher.  Seems to me that IS the warning note.  No warning light for a worse warning light, but since I wasn't positive ...cocksucking Metro won.  Got parts.  Happy Metro.


Well maybe, I have a shiny new air filter for her that isn't flopped in but is sitting impatiently.  

//UPDATE!  Filter installed.  Mr. Morgan borderline disgusted at the incredibly cramped engine area.  Said he feels like he has giant hands..  //

Happy Hallow below.....



-DM

100% Real.

I thought I might have to gather strength from a very empty bucket of imagination to drum up today's hallow-post, when damn if I didn't search you-tube for "scary scenes" and have this write it for me:

I almost have no words.  Mostly questions.  Hopefully the same kind of questions as everyone else or I'm the only one wondering why Pennywise from IT would make the scariest scenes list?  .......



Top... something or other scary movie scenes above.  Remember some of these?  Don't forget to tip the skeleton above, who seems to be playing with his own worm if I had to guess.

.- DM

/adds freaky-candy-cock-worms and anything with the word "ribbed" to Run From list. 

Raffin' It.

So I saw a picture of the hat somewhere on the web - but it was on the head of a toddler, so I made one and it's a spot on exact replica, no pattern, nuffin!

Theirs:

Mine:

 Where I'd wear it.... I don't know, it's not a shy piece.  But we all gave it a round we like to call "who wore it best?"

- DM

Kickin' Off Dark Sided.

'Bout time!  Let's start this year's haunting with a visit from a long lost spirit.


Until time kiddies................

-DM