Hallowe'en 2018

I've said it before, and I'll say it again, this holiday, when you get past your 20's is made for women to dress like sluts and drink until their makeup fades. And then all is forgotten. THANK YOU for this candy...

 And it looks like it's always been like that. There are porn vids dedicated to women who have brooms stuck into their slits. Which is what we all assume witches do. Or they suck off Frankenstein. It is a sexy time of year. Cold outside, nipply...I mean nippy weather for cozying up to some sexy doll in costume lingerie. And, of course, sexy is in everything. Police officer, nurse, Harry Potter, you name it, women will find a way to show tits and ass. How grateful I've become for this holiday when I don't dress up nor do I go knocking on doors for candy.

I recall how big a holiday this was for me. I think horror fans all love this time of year, because they can stretch their ghoulish makeup skills. For the rest of us, it's laziness. And it sucks I've gotten lazy. We are in a business of youthful childish events like these, yet I feel a bit removed every year. Maybe because I don't see the autumn wet leaves or the crisp smell of wood fire burning somewhere. It is a comforting scent. Instead, the 80 degree Los Angeles weather sort of douses any sense of Charlie Brown's pumpkin patch stories. That was a time for backyard football.
As I was at work today, a couple of friends of mine started talking about how television was viewed in the early days. We had to seek out anything we could to watch. These days television is on demand OR every station runs 24 hours. In my day, stations tuned out about midnight with a sign off with the American flag. Now...it runs around the clock. Or if it bores you, you communicate with friends over the internet. Things have changed. I doubt we value those things as much because of it. We did this to ourselves. Anyway, Happy Hallowe'en to you all. Stay safe and eat some candy on my behalf.