What’s wrong with having an imagination?

It’s Halloween. I frikin’ love this holiday. Candy, parties, famous lore-related costumes, inappropriately topical costumes (and the resulting fallout), pumpkin carving, The Simpsons Treehouse of Horror special, going to a tiny Vogue Theatre to see Rocky Horror Picture Show, and all that other awesome crap. It’s a day specifically for fun (or if you’re fundamentally religious, evil hedonism and satan-worship…or something).

I often get asked why I like this holiday so much – about as often as I get asked why I like cheesy horror movies and awesome shows like Supernatural. Because it’s fun, you downers! If it’s not your taste, super. But I don’t really get a lot out of the other major holidays – mostly because of their glaring Christian-ness – so I find Halloween a good chance to let loose and have some fun. I realize I’m a skeptic and an atheist, but I freely enjoy the paranormal, or even the religious, in a fictional context. So, let me have this! :) A skeptical girl’s gotta have her fun sometime. It’s when those things are presented as real with no (or very poor) evidence that I don’t appreciate that stuff so much.

I have nothing but fond memories of Halloween – except the grocery store’s insistence on taking down the Halloween candy 2 weeks early to put up the more expensive Christmas candy. Bastards. But then again, Quality Street……

Chocolate digression. I’m back.

Anyway, I did a week long special of Halloween myths last year and here they are if you’d like to read them. Just remember that even though they’re annoying myths, it’s ok to have fun with the supernatural…as long as we’re all clear that so far it’s make believe (prove me wrong, Ghost Hunters) and we don’t drink and drive.

I had to slip that in there – this year let’s not drink and drive so hard that I don’t even have to be preachy next year at all.


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