Halloween Hot Sauce

One of the earliest memories I have of Halloween blogging, and the Halloween online community in general, was of Haunted Hot Sauce.  I just checked and I have a blog entry about them back in 2008.  Great guys who love Halloween...  and make really great hot sauce.  Terrific products with wonderful designs.

I can totally understand and fully appreciate their horror when they spotted hot sauce being sold at Target which looked enragingly similar to their product designs.

Just wanted to share, and to re-promote their website and great products.


Here's a side-by-side comparison made by HalloweenHotSauce.com:

And click here for their site.



Sorry this happened to you guys.

Roger's Gardens Halloween 2013

I'd be busted for shoplifting if this were anywhere near here.

More images and a video here.

Theft

So someone stole a bunch of quarters out of my desk at work. Sure sure, I left the drawer unlocked, but come one, this is my place of work. I shouldn't HAVE to worry about someone going through my desk for change after hours. So apparently it's a common problem with other departments reporting the same kind of stuff. Glad I found that out after the theft.

One coworker comments, "You know, I thought I was going crazy, but I've been thinking that my crackers were disappearing out of my desk!"
Another coworker adds, "I guess I should take my Booberry and Frankenberry home with me every day!"
I reply "Count the marshmallows."


Totally waiting til she leaves so I can steal her monster cereal.

Worse Than Monsters

I did the bulk of my trick-or-treating in the late seventies and early eighties. I can remember pre-Halloween horror stories of older kids that roamed the night of the 31st stealing trick or treat bags from little kids. The bad kids. Teens. Don't know if that was just an urban legend or a modern ghost story, because I never knew anyone that actually met that fate... but I do know that I spent a decent amount of time wondering about it as a kid.

It reminded me of the irrational fear we all had as kids of Devil Worshippers. Abandoned houses and old fire pits in the woods and the urban ruins of an old mental hospital - don't go there at night, Devil Worshippers hang out there and do horrible things to small animals. And if they catch you there, forget about it. Black robes will be the last thing you see.

Image source.

Of course those were the days when most young kids, at least in my mind, went out on Halloween night parent-less. Just you and a few friends. And throughout the year, we'd always be alone in the local wooded areas and abandoned industrial parks. Riding our bikes insanely far from home.

And it seemed like my mother's biggest fear was if we'd be late for dinner.

Blood Splattered Candle Holders

Or, rather, Witch Jars.

Remember that post a while back on Integrity?

Someone was cool enough to email me a link to a blog where my Witch Jar design was being shared as the blog owner's original design. After 23 comments from people admiring her work, I was a little surprised to see not one comment from the blogger saying something like "Thanks! I based it on a design I saw on the Pumpkinrot blog!" But nuthin. So we figured we'd post a comment saying something like "Great to see you dig my Witch Jars! Yours look great!" and we provided a link to my Witch Jar blog entry from back in July.

The comment was never posted, but a disclaimer was suddenly added at the bottom of the post:
*Please note that this craft was inspired by another blog, but for the life of me, I don't remember who's it was. If you recognize it, please let me know so I can give credit where credit is due!

Pretty shameful. And fun to call her out on it.

My pretties.


Here's her original cached post without the disclaimer.

Here's her revision.

Mold

After recently experiencing the sting of a lunch theft, this is looking pretty attractive.

Side effect: Appetite loss.

PerpetualKid.com

Missing

Coworkers are cool.

Found an email this morning regarding my stolen lunch from yesterday. I'm guessing I complained just a little too much about it.


And, yeah, it was a cheese sandwich. WHO STEALS A CHEESE SANDWICH?
I naturally had to point out that it wasn't a grilled cheese sandwich.

Monsterized

Totally ripping off something I saw on a friend's blog.

Monsterize your name.

Haunt Style Blog (a wonderful and very impressive Halloween blog).