Thursday, October 18, 2012
Starr Hill Boxcar Pumpkin Porter
I think I found my personal favorite alcoholic pumpkin beverage. Nothing overbearing or sickly sweet or forced. A rich dark porter with hints of spice. We had this with a giant meatball ricotta pizza last weekend and it was pure bliss. I do believe I was buzzed by this guy when we wandered out of the restaurant and over to The Fresh Market and discovered the Pumpkin Cider...which made that discovery even better. And louder.
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Web Reapers
I really dig these.
The Haunt of Angelnjrsdarkmanor.
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
Lantern Jack Test Run
Pumpkin Cider
Found something amazing at a Fresh Market supermarket (one of those supermarkets for rich people where you go to see what rich people might eat or drink)...Sparkling Pumpkin Cider.
Made with pumpkin, apple juice, lemon, ginger, and spices, it's a pretty intense drink. It's pure Halloween. A natural spiced pumpkin flavor, not forced or overly-sweet. All in a classy beautiful brown glass 33.8 oz bottle.
$4.99 each
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Monday, October 15, 2012
Solution To Decoration-less Neighbor
Decorate your neighbor's yard yourself, with your own props...
A shot of Noah Fentz's neighbor's lawn - decorations courtesy of Noah Fentz.
The Fog: Expanded Edition
The Seagrass Attack was one of those Holy Grail tracks I've lamented about for years and years - now I finally have it.
Not sure what I'll lament about now.
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Neighborhood Decorations
I am a little disheartened that the majority of homes in my neighborhood haven't decorated for the High Holiday. Nuthin'. Literally nothing. Just the house around the corner with the tombstones, and one other house near that one has some lights. And my neighbor has a circle of small ghosts. But blocks in either direction - nothing at all.
What's that all about I wonder...
Everyone else seeing a normal amount of Halloween decorations?
Just curious.
Nature
All night
in and out the slippery shadows
the owl hunted,
the beads of blood
scarcely dry on the hooked beak before
hunger again seized him
and he fell, snipping
the life from some plush breather,
and floated away
into the crooked branches
of the trees, that all night
when on lapping
the sunken rain, and growing,
bristling life
spreading through all their branches
as one by one
they tossed the white moon upward
on its slow way
to another morning
in which nothing new
would ever happen,
which is the true gift of nature,
which is the reason
we love it.
Forgive me.
For hours I had tried to sleep
and failed;
restless and wild,
I could settle on nothing
and fell, in envy
of the things of darkness
following their sleepy course--
the root and branch, the bloodied beak--
even the screams from the cold leaves
were as red songs that rose and fell
in their accustomed place.
Mary Oliver
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The Devil's Cemetery
I love the classic gag of recognizable tombstone names. There's a house around the corner from here with Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Dracula, and Jack the Ripper, all buried within inches of each other, in a small garden cemetery. An Unholy place for sure.
Though the horror fanboy in me always has the knee-jerk reaction "How DARE you claim to have these icons BURIED right here!"
Images by Gina_Rose 1.
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Bleeding Masks
We saw a Bleeding Pumpkin mask at a Walgreens tonight. So I looked it up on youtube to see it in action. Could only find the Scream version, but man is it cool. You pump the blood through a tube which runs down the arm into a weird little soft heart that you squeeze over and over again in your hand.
Where were masks like this when I was a kid? Though that certainly would have ended in complete and utter disaster.
Click to watch it in action: