Showing posts with label dummy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dummy. Show all posts

Thursday, May 22, 2025

Tuesday, October 11, 2022

Neighborhood Decor: Daytime

Seeing lots of decorations around these parts.  




And this mini Haunted Trail, which I almost walked through (through which I almost walked).


Saturday, August 6, 2022

The Hunchback Of Notre-Dame

He therefore turned to mankind only with regret. His cathedral was enough for him. It was peopled with marble figures of kings, saints and bishops who at least did not laugh in his face and looked at him with only tranquility and benevolence. The other statues, those of monsters and demons, had no hatred for him – he resembled them too closely for that. It was rather the rest of mankind that they jeered at. The saints were his friends and blessed him; the monsters were his friends and kept watch over him. 

Victor Hugo

Image by Spencer Tweedy.

Sunday, March 27, 2022

Of The Hollow

Another of his sources of fearful pleasure was to pass long winter evenings with the old Dutch wives, as they sat spinning by the fire, with a row of apples roasting and spluttering along the hearth, and listen to their marvellous tales of ghosts and goblins, and haunted fields, and haunted brooks, and haunted bridges, and haunted benches.  (I took some liberties here.)



Image by Willowcottage Photography.


Friday, January 21, 2022

Glowing Halloween

Love seeing so many strands of lights used in Halloween displays.








I remember you when, Jason.





Friday, November 26, 2021

Now Watching: Magic

I question the sanity of all ventriloquists and the taste of anyone who feels ventriloquism is entertaining.

It's perhaps the most unnerving art form ever created.  Imagine living with a ventriloquist.  It must be like emotional nitroglycerin at all times, listening to the dummy's voice during rehearsals.  And you KNOW they use the voice on and off ALL. DAY. LONG.  

Click below for a TV spot...


Thursday, November 25, 2021

Magic (1978)

Boy, if I had a dollar for every time I got caught doing the below...



Friday, April 14, 2017

Lawn Hessian

Another of his sources of fearful pleasure was to pass long winter evenings with the old Dutch wives, as they sat spinning by the fire, with a row of apples roasting and spluttering along the hearth, and listen to their marvellous tales of ghosts and goblins, and haunted fields, and haunted brooks, and haunted bridges, and haunted houses, and particularly of the headless horseman, or Galloping Hessian of the Hollow, as they sometimes called him. He would delight them equally by his anecdotes of witchcraft, and of the direful omens and portentous sights and sounds in the air, which prevailed in the earlier times of Connecticut; and would frighten them woefully with speculations upon comets and shooting stars; and with the alarming fact that the world did absolutely turn round, and that they were half the time topsy-turvy!

Washington Irving
























Wednesday, August 3, 2016