7.15 and we're right in the middle of it. A multitude of snot nosed little humans are finding their way to our front door to get their greedy little hands on our fine Belgian chocolates and Jamin sour candy. Peace, tranquility and a wide assortment of Grolsch beverages are my usual companions but tonight is one of the few nights that I keep the dogs inside and leave the porch lights on and the little bastards know it. Just writing these few sentences took a while since every few minutes I have to get up because there's another little creep, dressed up like the devil or Dick Cheney, banging on the door screeching" trick or treat". Our own kids are in on the action and are terrorizing the neighbourhood with fervor. Lord have mercy on the poor granola character that is denying them their loot. Organic fruit is not the God we're worshipping tonight. We want, nay, we need candy and we will not be denied. Halloween. Refreshingly uncomplicated and governed by some very basic principles. No dark political motives or shady little shysters in expensive suits to contend with. God knows we've had more then our fair share of shitheads and hustlers find their way into our fair city lately. But not tonight. Tonight they're hiding in whatever sewer they came out of while the youngsters rule the streets.
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Halloween
7.15 and we're right in the middle of it. A multitude of snot nosed little humans are finding their way to our front door to get their greedy little hands on our fine Belgian chocolates and Jamin sour candy. Peace, tranquility and a wide assortment of Grolsch beverages are my usual companions but tonight is one of the few nights that I keep the dogs inside and leave the porch lights on and the little bastards know it. Just writing these few sentences took a while since every few minutes I have to get up because there's another little creep, dressed up like the devil or Dick Cheney, banging on the door screeching" trick or treat". Our own kids are in on the action and are terrorizing the neighbourhood with fervor. Lord have mercy on the poor granola character that is denying them their loot. Organic fruit is not the God we're worshipping tonight. We want, nay, we need candy and we will not be denied. Halloween. Refreshingly uncomplicated and governed by some very basic principles. No dark political motives or shady little shysters in expensive suits to contend with. God knows we've had more then our fair share of shitheads and hustlers find their way into our fair city lately. But not tonight. Tonight they're hiding in whatever sewer they came out of while the youngsters rule the streets.
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