The last dark Halloween
As I mentioned 365 days ago, this is the final year that Daylight Savings Time will end before Halloween. Read last year's post for my grumpy thoughts on that.Today I began my Halloween celebration by rewriting the final scene of Voice of Crow. It's dark, and triumphant. Darkly triumphant, one might say. A fitting end for the second volume of a trilogy.
Tonight we'll spend the evening with our friends in the suburbs, people who live in a trick-or-treater-friendly neighborhood. We've hung out on Halloween with this couple for nine years in a row. Originally my friend Jason (in his pre-spousal days), who lived in an apartment, would come to our house in the 'burbs to share the joy of giving out candy and emotionally scarring young children for life.
When we were younger and less overworked, we dressed up for the trick-or-treaters. One year Jason wore a Batman costume, which all the kids loved, except one:
A young boy, maybe five or six, arrived alone at our door, dressed as the Joker. When it opened, and he was confronted with his nemesis, the tyke narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Batman..."
Then they fought to the death. I, as Catwoman, looked on with amusement.
Sigh...I miss the old Halloween traditions. This year it's pizza and "Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein." We are so old.
So how are you celebrating this wonderful holiday?
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