Halloween, Halloween. Oh, What Funny Things Are Seen.

Do you dudes who went to the great Robinson Elementary remember that song? Reflect back to Mrs. Crowe clapping her hands and singing, "Halloween. Halloween. Oh, what funny things are seen!" It just occurred to me that Mrs. Crowe and Sally Brown had the same hairdo. If only I would've realized this in grade school, I could've made it my mission in life to only converse with Mrs. Crowe in Sally Brown quotes. Of course, that poor woman didn't need anyone else tormenting her. What, with the constant caw-caw-cawing she heard. The mocking of her infamous hand clap. And the way her students changed the words of songs to make them vulgar. Ah, grade school music class. I learned a lot in that class. Like the following rhyme/song from Booter:

Hooker Baker the undertaker wiped his butt with a cigarette paper. Paper too thin, finger slipped in, poor ole Hooker Baker.

Good times. Good nog.

We interrupt your regularly scheduled program for a brief tangent:

Why are people hateful? It takes so much more energy to be a Debbie Downer. Cheer the heck up, Buttercup! Listen to Mary J.--no more drama! When you are a hag, no one wants to be your friend. Remember that. Write it down. Take a picture.

And now, back to the show!

So, Halloween is one week away! Hooray! I have watched It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown, Young Frankenstein, and Hocus Pocus. Therefore, Halloween can come. Though I have yet to eat a caramel apple, I did purchase some and will eat one in the immediate future. I have made a batch of caramel popcorn and a batch of Grandma Cleon's chex mix. Oh, the end of the year is so joyous! Halloween, Thanksgiving, CHRISTMAS! 61 days til Christmas, people! Hang up your stockings, cause Santa's on his way.