Why I love Halloween
I have always loved October 31. It is the final day of the year I enjoy before the back to back Hallmark holidays that remind me why I hate people.
Holidays such as Thanksgiving, Christmas, (with its abhorrent music) and worst of all, Valentines Day. Better known to me as the day every worthless person in America feels the need to come out of the cave to prove that they are the most devoted to their current squeeze.
But enough about those days, lets talk about Halloween.
As should be obvious from my writing, I love the fantasy elements of Halloween. Demons, Vampires, Witches, if you have read anything I write, these types tend to appear. The whole concept of not being me for a day also is appealing.
There are always people who claim Halloween of being some holiday of great evil. Or even dumber, that it is some warship day of some pagan g-d that looks like a giant red gargoyle. I ignore these people. They are just jealous that their beliefs do not allow them to enjoy this super fun day that evolves with age.
When I was a child, it was all about the candy. As i got a little older, it became a day to scare people. Or to go to scary locales with friends. Now, it is a fun day to find who has the most, umm, interesting costumes, fill myself with charitable amounts of alcohol, and in the spirit of the holiday, still, I try to find some scary locales.
Happy Halloween all! Don’t drive so that you can safely make poor decisions.