Bullshitoween 2019

While the weather wasn’t as brutal as Whatthefuckoween in 2014, tonight featured a lovely fucking bastard of a snow and rain mix, and only a small handful of Trick or Treaters; my son, who has been talking about Halloween ceaselessly for weeks, tapped out after about ten houses. I kept my usual vigil in the driveway; while we no longer have the dogs to lose their damn minds every time someone rings the doorbell my anxiety issues are still juuuuust strong enough that I’m not interested in hearing the damn thing at random intervals all night long and I’d rather just brave the cold and be outside.

Total former student count: three. Level of joy at seeing the look on a kid’s face when you utter the words “you can take the rest of it” to them at 6:57 PM: infinite.

Here’s the thing, though: the last time we had shitty weather on Halloween it just snowed and left an inch or so of accumulation on everything. Today it has been raining steadily all day, it is going to continue raining for another three hours or so … and it’s then going to immediately dip below freezing and the temperature is forecast to be twenty-seven degrees at 7:00 in the morning tomorrow.

In other words, all of that water is going to freeze. And it’s going to stay frozen overnight. And the city of South Bend does not have salt trucks ready on October 31 or November 1. They are the same trucks that are currently kitted out for picking up leaves, and they aren’t going to be able to flip them all over overnight for one day of spreading salt on roads coated in black ice.

I would call even odds on whether we have school tomorrow, is what I’m saying. Because as slippery as the roads are looking to be, with no salting, it very well may be too dangerous for the buses to run. And as someone who has been advocating formally moving Halloween to the last Friday or Saturday in October for years, it would not bother me one tiny little bit to lose the day after Halloween to an ice day.

Halloweeeeeeeeeen

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Not too bad for my first attempt at surface carving, eh?  Please say yes.  🙂

#Weekendcoffeeshare: Halloween edition

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If we were having coffee I’d be on my third cup of the morning already, because I had two right after getting up.  It’s kind of a sleepy, crabby morning around the Siler household this weekend, because Halloween tonight is probably going to be a washout and that’s putting all of us in a bad mood.  It’s already raining and the hourly chance of rain for the rest of the day bounces back and forth between seventy and ninety percent.  Should I be thanking Hurricane Patricia for this nonsense?  Maybe.  I know at least one actual meteorologist; maybe she’ll let me know.

Last Halloween, you may remember, we had a blizzard.  Tonight, a torrential downpour.  I’d rather have the blizzard; at least I got to stand outside in that, and there are few things that I dislike more than being outdoors in the rain.  I have no costume and I didn’t carve a pumpkin because my brain fell into this annoying feedback loop where I wanted to come up with something neat and creative and I couldn’t so I just didn’t do it at all.

I am starting to think, after several weeks of these posts, that I am not a very fun person to have coffee with, and I’m kinda tired of that, too.  Then again, if I remember right, I started writing these right after my medical bullshit started up and maybe I shouldn’t blame myself for all of it.  I’ve been less fun for the people around me, too.

If we were having coffee, I think you’d probably be able to tell that I start work again next week.  It occurred to me yesterday that if I made it through my mom’s surgery without an episode, I can probably get through a week of work, but I am noticeably blechy and jumpy at the moment.  I need next week to go smoothly, and I need to not end up in the hospital again, and in particular if the hospital thing happens again I need to just start thinking about taking an entire grading period off, because I have no idea what the hell’s going on.  For once, I want to go back to work.

I’m tired of writing posts where people feel like they need to wish me well in comments, honestly.

Later today or tomorrow, depending on my mood, I’ll talk about Searching for Malumba‘s launch.  The tl;dr version: surprisingly successful!  But more details later.

How are you?

REBLOG: Five Rules For The Jackholes Trying To Ruin Halloween

As someone who lives in one of those neighborhoods that kids get brought to… yes, this.

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Can we not suck the fun out of Halloween?

Can we have one day? One day where it’s just about having fun and there are no guidelines or parameters or judgement or rules?

I’ve been hearing plenty of grumbling on both mainstream and social media. Things that annoy people about Halloween. “Rules” for trick or treating.

There’s been an abundance of people who seem to have a stick up their candy bowl.

They have been lamenting the kids who trample their grass, don’t ask politely for candy. The ones who take the candy and don’t say thank you. People who wonder at the wisdom of giving candy when more kids are overweight. Remember the lady who handed out fat shaming letters to trick or treaters? And there are people who think it’s their job to determine how old is too old for trick or treating.

As a public service and…

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Whatthefuckoween

10422952_10152838829129066_3704458122069004568_nJust spent an hour outside, in full costume, in 35 degree weather and a driving, visibility-limiting snowstorm, because I rock Halloween just that hard.

An inch of snow fell on my front yard while I was waiting for trick-or-treaters.  I gave every kid who came by a full candy bar and told them to just take a handful out of the bowl of candy.  Because Jesus what is happening out here.

Regular programming should resume tomorrow.unnamed