Category: Halloween

Just over a month to go, and I found a ton of new Halloween Recipes from Martha Stewart Living. (I’m almost loathe to post the link for fear of ruining the surprises in store for my party guests!)

Hmm. I think Candy Sushi would be an awesome addition to this year’s Halloween party! Can somebody send me some Twinkies in, oh, about six months? (Actually, Twinkies don’t really get stale, do they? You could send them to me now.)

It’s on, folks!

I decided to keep the invitation stylistically similar to last year’s. Thanks to Matt for pointing me to the gallery of makeup kits. The e-mails are still going out so if you’re in Sydney and you haven’t gotten one, just hold tight. If you don’t have one in a next few days – and you think you should – just drop me an e-mail.

I was giggling over this great Karate Kid Shower Costume for quite a while before I realized that the creator is a fellow Domer. Huh. Small world.

It’s bad enough that Americans get blamed for every cultural breakdown in Australia; now we’re responsible for a Halloween house egging. (Letter excerpt follows since that link will break tomorrow.) The gist is that some crotchety old fart put up a sign saying he didn’t want to participate in Halloween so a gang of teenagers egged his house. Somehow we Americans are to blame because the Australians kids were just “slavish[ly] copying … misunderstood American practices.” That ticked me off so much that I sent in my own response (which the Herald will no doubt neglect to print). It’s not my damn fault that Aussie kids don’t get the rules. I had to deal with a couple little jerks myself who A) weren’t wearing costumes, B) stole extra candy from me when I gave in to their pleas, and C) tried to run off with my pumpkin. There are bratty asshole kids everywhere. Complain about George Bush’s foreign policy if you will – heck, I’ll probably join you – but blaming every snotty Aussie kid’s behavior on American influence smacks of nothing more than xenophobia.Letter from The Sydney Morning Herald:

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Not wanting to be a part of Halloween activities, our family put up a polite sign discouraging children from trying to beg treats. Upon reading this, a group of teenagers, not a Halloween costume in sight, proceeded to throw eggs at our house.

This confirmed our conviction that slavish copying of misunderstood American practices does nothing to enhance our society.

It is bad enough that we blindly follow America into unjustified military campaigns. Must we also submit to cultural colonialism?

A. Keating, Adamstown Heights, November 2.

At long last… Our Halloween Party Photos. It’s mostly just a bunch of people we know acting goofy. 🙂

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
Everyone should start Halloween off with a disturbing sight, right? With that in mind, I give you the Penis Bear. Yes, click on that image and check out the close-up. I discovered Penis Bear earlier in the week when a co-worker pointed him out. There he was, sitting nonchalantly in the back window of a random beat up Ford. He’s been there ever since. I couldn’t resist sneaking up to take a photo. Who manufactures such a thing? Why is he uncircumsized? Who in my office is actually weird enough to drive around with this in their car? The world may never know.

Kudos to Jeff for a great Halloween costume… Human Sushi!