A Haunting

Neighborhood Haunts

Lots of fun stuff out there...

The Jack-O-Lantern Whopper

I'm a sucker for a gimmick.  But when that gimmick involves a Halloween item, I'm all over it.  Burger King is offering a limited-time Jack-O-Lantern whopper, as well as mummy mozzarella sticks and vampire nuggets.  This reminds me of my youth when there wasn't a shortage of fast-food places offering spooky menus.  Now it seems Burger King is one of the only places trying to spruce things up for the season.  

Essentially the same as a regular whopper, but with a bright orange bun topped with black sesame seeds, this thing was really big (I eat one whopper a year, so I forgot the size).  I ordered a medium meal deal and it cost a spooky fourteen bucks.  Remember when fast food was reasonably priced?  I swear it felt more logical to eat terrible food when you were getting it for a bargain.  Fourteen bucks made me a little too self-aware.

That said, it was a good burger (my favorite of all the burger chains).  And I really appreciated the presentation.  The packaging felt like something from the 80's.  

Halloween whopper seen here with appetizing corpse parts.

Count BoJo's FANGTASTIC Spooky Mix Tape 2025

Click below for the latest from BoJo...

In-Between

By Ray Bradbury

Attics are awful and lovely.

You know what I mean?

Basements are low, dank, and darksome,

Halloween’s buried there;

The air of the earth

Simmers slowly, gives rise

To nightmares at midnight,

The size of its shadows is awesome.

And in-between?

The house that we live in,

Sane, boring and plain,

Pictures hung straight on walls,

Here nothing appalls,

The rugs if they misbehave,

Are twice taken out and beaten.

Meals are eaten three times a day

In a room where our dining,

And occasional wining with poker 

With loud uncles who laugh

When the joker is played,

Is all staid; sound and clean.

In-between, where we live, in-between,

A boy could go mad.

So on sad days in autumn,

He takes his dry soul

Down the hole in the dark

Or, pure lark on the fly,

Climbs to attic and sky,

Where the wind leans all year,

And pure fear is the stuff

That roams gardens of dust

And web, where the spider,

Soft glider of nerves,

Serves a fly for dessert

Then back down to the scene

Where the green salad waits

On dumb dining room plates

And nice parents whose talk

Is a chalk-screech on board.

Where the lands of the Lord

Are a Sunday morn chat

That can flatten the mind

And sift dust in the ear

Year on year.  No wildness.  No joy.

No place for a boy.

Attic, yes!  Basement, sure!

There the terror is pure.

There an All Hallows grave

Can save souls that might smother

From calm dad or sweet mother.

Up! Down! That’s the scene!

But---In-between?

Oh my gosh.  In-between?

Know what I mean?

Now Playing: KULT FM

The new album from the guys at Halloween at High Noon.  Really digging this one.

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More Haunt Next Door

Love this IG account, curating various Halloween displays.

More images here.

The Skeleton Key Blog Returns

An annual favorite.

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Now Playing: Dreaming

By Colin Stetson, from the HEREDITARY soundtrack.

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Halloween 2025 Haunt Teaser

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Neighborhood Halloween

Started seeing some fun stuff in my neighborhood (first one's my porch)...

"That's Not Human!"

Click below for a really fascinating, and pretty spooky, tale of the unknown...

Now Watching: Scenes From Tron Ares

Looking really forward to this one.

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Now Playing: Nuit De Mes Rêves

By Scratch Massive.

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Peddler's Village Scarecrow Festival 2025

So many amazing entries this year (the creepy kid on the horse and the pumpkin head [both made by the same artist {in different categories}] are my faves).  

If you're anywhere near Lahaska, PA, I can't recommend a trip there strongly enough.  Some great restaurants too.