Well, for those of you anxiously awaiting word on whether I took Ted's advice and went as a Q-Tip, the answer is, no, Harvey, I didn't. I found a white robe, made a circlelet out of Reynold's Wrap, and went as an angel. I learned a couple things from this experience--even angels are not immune to projector grease, and aluminium foil makes your head sweat...
There are a couple of good Halloween stories you may have missed. Tuning Spork lets us into a few secrets from his past and Paul of Sanity's Edge relates his experience in an oubliette.
Of course, the penultimate Halloween story is here, but you need to start here and work your way to the right, making sure to read the comments as you go...
Posted by Susie at November 1, 2003 04:10 PMpsst... I got zinged by 'penultimate' a bit ago... it doesn't mean what I thought it meant.
Posted by: Ted at November 2, 2003 01:53 AMHmm...then what word is it I mean? Do I mean definitive? I always thought penultimate meant "hard to top", and I guess since it means "next to last" that would make it the second last horror story you ever need to read, since it's gonna be hard to top....and if anyone one ever DOES top it, that would make it the next to last, and therefore penultimate....I think....
Posted by: Susie at November 2, 2003 05:25 AMNow I'm really confused - how did my name get connected to imagining you as a q-tip?
Truth be told, Susie, I'm still busy fantasing about the little barmaid outfit you wore to Willie's: short skirt, fishnet stockings, low-cut, frilly blouse barely containing your heaving & bountiful bosom. I kept expecting you to pop out with every breath.
By the way, what color are your eyes? For some reason *my* eyes never quite made it up that far...
Posted by: Harvey at November 2, 2003 04:48 PM