So this is Halloween and what have you done? Another year older and a new one, uh, er, ummm...ok, so the lyrics don't translate to other holidays. Here's a few Halloween-related links:
I was nearly thrown out of bed, Mercury writer Jennifer Furniss had her arm groped but this guy wasn't hassled at all by Sam or Rose after paying $29 to tour the White Eagle and other haunts around Portland. He's a wee bit pissed about the whole thing and you can read about it in this week's WW.
I once read a dissertation someone had written on the Great Pumpkin. Unfortunately, it's no longer online but this short article pretty much covers the bases.
I wish I had the guts to go trick or treating in a cut-out Admiral Ackbar mask. While that sort of thing might not fly on the westside, I'm sure full-grown NoPoSoBelHawDivision-ites do it every year across the river.
I've seen white, green and the more traditional orange varieties of pumpkins for sale in Portland but where are the blue ones? I've also heard tales of purple pumpkins but, as far as I know, you can't buy one west of the Rockies.
FYI: It's Rob Schneider's birthday. Also celebrating birthdays today: Peter Jackson, Bryan Doyle-Murray and John Candy's ghost.
It's good to know that someone else out there has the same reverence For The Halloween That Almost Wasn't that I do. I'm pretty sure the long lost Halloween special has been completely forgotten by everyone in the world but me, the author of this article and, maybe, Judd Hirsch.
All things considered, I'd much rather be in Tiller right now.