Pumpkin Man Joker

 

Shhhh. He's wearing a wire. 

 

Ghost ducks at the Spirit Store. They are a part

of the whole haunted lawn ornament thing this year.

 

You know where we are today...

Awwwww... Look at da babeeeeeee...

At least, I think that's what it is.

One of our first stops a few days ago.

And waiting inside for us...

 

...smile for the camera, lads! This is your big number!

I bought this really cute little lantern at Walmart yesterday. I also

bought a couple of those fake little flickering tea lights and put one

in there and it looks pretty cool. I have no idea how long they "burn"

for though. But I like the lantern. Hey, it's got skulls on it.

 If'n yer goin a'zombie huntin, this here'id be yer costerm.

P.S.

Am I the only person left who does not have a smart phone?
I can afford a phone, I just can't afford the monthly payments.
People laugh at my Razor. Oh the humanity.

 SWEET! Look at all the cool Halloween swords! Let's Play!

Damn it!

...and then a step to the right.  Put your hands on your hips.

You bring your knees in tight. But it's the pelvic thrust,
that really drives you insay-yay-yayyayyay-yane.
Let's do the time-warp again.

"The Rocky Horror Picture Show"

 What is a devils picket line called? A demonstration!

Okay, you may not have loved that joke, but this devil mask at the

Halloween Superstore looks like it is enjoying the heck out of it.

Ah, sometimes it's the simple pleasures.

 

The Spirit Hallows Asylum hosts some rather

unsavory characters.

Case in point.

I don't know why they let them have sharp instruments.

They never let ME have sha...  I mean, I

don't know why she has a knife.

I love the way some folks get into the spirit of the season. This is
really cool. I would like to do something like this too but I'm afraid
I become too attached to my skull friends and I just know that
somebody would steal him or at the very least be abusive to the
point of destroying him. Such is the world we live in now. Pity.

 I think the most disturbing thing about this dead guy at the

miniature golf course is the way his right ankle is bent.

That HAD to hurt. But he's taking it like a trooper.

It's just about my all time favorite time of year and it's
time to start taking.... a bite of the season... Mwa ha ha ha haaaaa.
Okay, that was bad and I know it. But it was still fun to write.

MAD DOG!

 

I went to one of my favorite places again last night. I had a free ticket

that was set to expire, so I chose a movie I thought might be good.

The theater was all the way to the back of the hall as

this movie had been out for a while now.

That's right. Elysium.

Elysium turned out to be one of the biggest pieces of CRAP propaganda

fests I have ever seen. I mean one of THEE BIGGEST. That is

as much of a review as this bleeding heart nonsense movie is worth.

I closed the theater again though. I'm always down with being the last

one out of the theater late at night. Being a night person makes me happy.

This was the evening's good part.

Another photo from my 2012 visit to The Gene Autry Museum of Western

Heritage in Griffith Park, California. This Colt .45 pistol, gunbelt and holster

belonged to Jack Hoxie. Jack Hoxie and his brother Al were unfortunately

considered dreadful film makers of the 1920s. According to the museum, they

are barely remembered today. But this pistol and leather from the 1920s look

gorgeous to me. Aged to perfection. I could look at it all day. And that is why

I go to the museum alone, because I do.

I left the photo pretty big. Open in a new window or tab to appreciate it

if you wish.

The above is an absolutely (in my humble opinion) beautiful and well

made holster crafted by Bianchi International. This thumb break holster

is a #5BH made for a Ruger GP100 4" BBL .357 magnum double

action revolver.

I have had a Bianchi holster for almost every pistol (double action,
single action or double or single action semi-auto, I think that 'bout
covers it) I have ever owned. I love leather holsters and in my book
Bianchi does it right.

This is the Bianchi International building in Temecula California. They

were located in this building for years. They are no longer here.

Sad face. As a matter of fact, Bianchi is no longer Bianchi. Another

sad face. Oh well.

La la la la la la la la, laaaaaaaaa. I looove yooouuu (again today).

It doesn't matter what this is.

It's just wrong.

One great thing about growing up in California is that

you learn Spanish just by being out and about on a daily basis.

For instance, I know that the sign on the right reads:

5-DAY RENTALS NOW ONLY 99 cents.

 

Tony Stark! Holla!

I had just gone out for the new IRON MAN 3 Blu-ray/DVD

combo when dang-it all...

...this darn copy of the Halloween 35th Anniversary Blu-ray embossed

digibook showed up on the shelves. I could not leave it behind. Damn.

They are exploiting my every weakness on a continuous basis now.

A POX on their house! (Not really. I love them.)

Going to the dentist always makes me nervous. What's wrong

and how much? Today was no exception.

Huzzah! Second clean bill of health in a row!

 

And here are your souvenirs Ms. Borden! Keep up the good work!

See you in April!

The moon tonight on my way home. It was a cool moon.

My camera (or my skill level) could not capture it very well.