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That Spooky Feeling

Anyone notice this, or is it just me?

Things just feel different on the nights leading up to Halloween.

The days have been just like any other – work, school, taking care of the house, shopping, mundane stuff. The nights technically are no different – about the same temperature, nightfall happening at about the same time.



Yet as nighttime falls on the days just before Halloween, somehow, the darkness is spookier. The wind is more sinister, and it seems to be whispering things we don’t understand and can never truly know. The rustle of the leaves is somehow different; they skitter along with almost a sense of expectation…of hurry. Because something’s coming. And if we don’t know it, nature – and the supernatural all around us – does.

Perhaps I’m just crazy. Perhaps there really is something in the air, grown from the collective conscious and unconscious of an entire culture celebrating the same thing at the same time. Perhaps it’s just the knowledge that light, cheery summertime really is over, and the darker, shorter days have begun.

Whatever it is, the nights truly do feel different…and I love it. I absolutely love these final, hushed, expectant, eerie — hell, downright scary nights just before The Big Event. For me, it always happens with the lighting of that first candle inside the very first caved jack-o-lantern. My kids and I carved our pumpkins last night, and I lit the candles…and I felt it.

To everyone, have a scary, delicious, fun, funny, freaky, nostalgic and purely wonderful Halloween. It comes just once a year, though of course around here, we celebrate its eerie joys all year long. Tomorrow we’ll be doing about the same thing as always – the Halloween parade at school, trick-or-treating, handing out candy, watching spooky movies. Yet it will be amazing – because Halloween night truly does deliver its own special magic.

Come on, hold hands with me and let’s jump across that rent in the veil together. Tomorrow night, whatever happens, even if it’s nothing out of the ordinary for a Halloween night, it truly will be special.

Trunk Or Treat: I Liked It. I Am So Ashamed

So you all probably know how I feel about trunk-or-treat. It’s Halloween watered down, it’s helicopter parenting, it discourages real old-fashioned trick-or-treating, yadda-yadda. (Is that how you spell yadda-yadda? IS there a correct spelling for yadda-yadda?)

But when my little one came home saying he’d been invited to “a Halloween party” and glowing, then handed me a crumpled business card style invitation from Church of the Open Door, what could I do? I mean just look at those eyes.


I’m not a cold-hearted enough bitch to turn THAT down.

So we went. And wow…it was fun! Who knew?

Of course, we’re not doing this instead of trick-or-treating. You can bet dollars to donuts that barring a devastating illness necessitating a hospital stay, we will be out on Thursday night, spooking up the place, grabbing candy and just generally having a great, spooky, silly, indulgent, awesome-good time.

So not to worry, my weenies. Trunk-or-treat will never replace the good old fashioned way to nab free candy…at least not in this household. But in the meantime, let’s hear it for the good folks at Church of the Open Door who hosted an absolutely AMAZING party for the little ones of Glendora. Here are a few pics:


Boney Island…Too Damned Cool!

Yeah baby! Image: mikethefanboy.com

Yeah baby! Image: mikethefanboy.com

Hey, SoCal weenies. Been to Studio City lately? If so, did you lamely tour the amazing neighborhoods, the LA River Walk, the Brady Bunch house and CBS Studio Center? What the hell for when you could have been at this family’s awesome house? (All right, so technically, it’s Sherman Oaks but meh, once you’re taken the hideous stopped-freeway-drive-through-hell that distinction kind of blurs.)

But aaaaaaaaanyway. Yep. That’s a house, people. It goes by the half-cute moniker of Boney Island, but don’t be fooled. This family sets up every year and allows, with free entry (my favorite price, frankly, any time of year), total strangers to walk the absolutely amazing, one-notch-above-kick-ass animatronics and synched singing of thousands of props.

There are goodies for sale supporting a new charity each year, and the walk through the Holy Shit Treehouse (I don’t know if that’s the actual name, but that’s what I thought when I stared up its winding-staircase double-story height) is $10. But barring those little costs, yes, you can walk this person’s yard and view the staggering setup for a total price of absolute fuck-all.

My kind of place!

Check it out if you can. It’s open nightly 6-10 from Oct. 24-31 at 4602 Morse Ave. Below are a few amateur shots from Mr. Weenie’s phone. They just don’t do the place justice. You’ll want to go a-Googlin’ for more.

(And by the way, check out the Yelp reviews. They’re overwhelmingly positive but hardly do the place justice either. I’m telling you. Just go, Weenies. Fabulous fun for nada in a cute neighborhood…where you’d least expect it…FABULOUS.)

Holy hell. That's a treehouse.

Holy hell. That’s a treehouse.

At the front of the house.

At the front of the house.

Ev laughing, Col looking just so happy to be alive.

Ev laughing, Col looking just so happy to be alive.

Decor, top of house.

Decor, top of house.

Like practically everything else at the house, these move.

Like practically everything else at the house, these move.


A Little Decoratin’.

It begins….enjoy, my Weenies!

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