Total spent on Halloween decorations and supplies: about $30. Fog juice is now $5 per pint; when I bought my fog machines it was $5 per quart...but there's no inflation. I bought a pint of fog juice. I bought a nifty "dropping" spider for $8; when you make a loud noise it suddenly drops about two feet, and then its motor makes a loud whine as it slowly reels back in. And I bought a small jack-o'-lantern for $5 which has two LEDs and takes a couple batteries. It ended up being about $17 at K-mart for that stuff, because all the Halloween decorations were 25% off. (Costumes were 50%.)
$5 for ice, $7 for a red light bulb and a two-prong adaptor. The fog cooler was made from found materials (or stuff bought for other reasons) and cost me effectively nothing.
And I got several compliments on my "theme"/decorations. So, WIN.
I dug out the skeleton and propped it in a chair next to the door, hung up my various Halloween decorations (like the ghost that goes "booooo!" and shakes, and the shaking and clinking bone mobile) and set up the fog machine in the SW corner of the immediate front yard. I put a clamp light there with the red bulb in it, so the fog is illuminated red.
My sister sent me a "Marcus Blownapart" decoration a couple years ago, because I had a friend named "Marcus" and she thought it was funny; I set that up, too.
Plenty of trick-or-treaters, to the point that I began to worry about running out of candy. (I had been giving out two treats to each, but switched to one when I saw how low the supply was getting.)
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I had to run over to my lawyer friend's house to help him with a computer problem, and while he was discussing an issue on the telephone I picked up a "COPY" stamp from his desk and applied it to the inside of my left wrist. That is my Halloween costume: I went as a clone of myself. Heh.
...and I've been invited to go shooting with him tomorrow afternoon. 2x WIN in one day!
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I took the motorcycle for a ride in the early afternoon. The weather was sunny but a bit chilly. I had intended to find a church that I used to drive past way back in the 1980s, to the southeast of town; but I took the wrong road and while I was trying to find the right one the motorcycle started chugging like it was low on fuel, so I switched to "RESERVE" and started looking for a gas station.
Now, the fuel reserve is at least one gallon, and that bike can go about 60 miles on a gallon of gas--but when I put the thing on "RESERVE" I get nervous about it. I tried to convince myself that I was perfectly fine, but I couldn't, so I cut my ride short and headed towards where I knew Route 1 would be.
...I and my friend Marcus used to drive south on State Line Road, way the hell down past the county line; I was trying to make that drive, and would have if I'd thought to fill the tank first. Oh well. The road should still be there when it warms up, and it'd be better for me to do it when it's not 50° outside anyway.
It's supposed to be 65° tomorrow, but my afternoon is already spoken for. *sigh*