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one two three

This blog post is dedicated to today’s Twitter trending topic of the same name:

#3Words

I like the challenge of summing up my thoughts in just three words.

And today it is especially easy…

Full of candy *

 

 

* The trick-or-treaters can’t get through the double lock security in my lobby; what am I to do?  (And that’s more than three words.)

What are your #3Words?

Sweeeeeet

HAPPY LEAP DAY!

Thanks to last week’s episode of 30 Rock, February 29th has a whole new meaning to me.

It’s no longer just an extra day on the calendar every four years…or that day when, according to Irish folklore, women supposedly have ‘permission’ to ask men to marry them.

Lame.

No, Leap Day is right up there with Halloween, Easter and Valentine’s Day now, because it’s a holiday….

…all about CANDY!

Thank you, Leap Day Williams.

Eggs on film

What in the world is a ‘sticky egg?’  And what would I do with one?” — pretty much everybody

This year at Halloween, The Sticky Egg presented a ‘trick or treat’ challenge to readers:  ‘LIKE’ my page on Facebook, and receive a ‘real’ sticky egg.

Tens of you accepted my terms, and sticky eggs were soon winging their way across the country via snail mail.  I have received many lovely notes of thanks over the past month, with the prevailing opinion that sticky eggs “are really sticky!”

Have I ever lied to you?

One reader (and very dear friend) also shared a video, which offers one idea of what to do with a sticky egg.  Turn your head sideways for optimal viewing.

Way to play, Egon!

Say — what do you do with your sticky egg?

Boo

I like scary things.

I like scary movies — not gory, mind you, but scary.  I saw all three Paranormal Activity films (even the last one which spit all over the franchise) and can’t wait for Daniel Radcliffe’s new venture The Woman in Black.

The trailer totally creeps me out.

I like scary TV shows, too.  American Horror Story is easily the spookiest thing I have ever seen on television (next to Dark Shadows from my childhood days).

Being scared — if only for an instant — is big fun.

But getting a friend request from your unborn child on Facebook? That’s sick scary….as in just a little too real to laugh about later.

But that’s how Olla Condoms, a Brazilian company, has chosen to market their products.  They randomly select men on Facebook, create a fake profile for their unborn sons and then send friend requests with the message “Avoid surprises like this. Use Olla Condoms.”

Jeepers creepers.

It reminds me of a Halloween card that Shoebox had in their line years ago — they may still.  It featured a women on the cover saying, “For Halloween, I wanted to send you the scariest card I could find.”

Inside it said, “I’m pregnant.”

Talk about scary — I couldn’t even hold the card in my hand.

Sticky treat


This is the third one we’ve celebrated together since I launched The Sticky Egg, so I think we know each other well enough to go trick-or-treatin.’

Here’s the trick:

The Egg has its own Facebook page now. Perhaps you’ve noticed the over-sized “Like” button at the upper right corner of the page.

Subtle, I know.

But The Egg needs your “Like’s” to make the page legit.  And I appreciate your support, if the feeling moves you.

In fact, in the true spirit of Halloween, I’m giving treats — actual sticky eggs, the toy everyone’s talking about — to 100 lucky “Likers” chosen at random.

(Hope I get that many.)

So speed right over to my Facebook page and do your thing.  I’ll message the winners for mailing details.

They are sticky, icky fun — just like Halloween!

Carnage

When you carved your Halloween pumpkin this year, did you consider for even a moment…

It might have a family?

Sometimes, late at night, you can hear the screams coming from the pumpkin patch.

Or that’s the legend. That I just made up.

(And yes, I do realize that’s an orange in the photo. I’m just using it to make my point.)

Juicers have no doubt split up a few happy homes as well.

Scared for life

Halloween weekend is here.

The pumpkins are carved. Parties planned. Costumes conceived.

And now critics on-air and online are recommending what horror films you should include in your Halloween movie marathon. The expected have risen to the top — the Halloweens, the Nightmares on Elm Street, the Screams, the Exorcists.

Your basic nightmares.

And while Paranormal Activity 3 has been advertised to have 15 minutes that will “mess up your life,” I’ve already “been there, done that.”

The Town that Dreaded Sundown (1976)

I saw this film in the theatre with my sister, mom and her good friend Jeanean who loved horror movies. (The rest of us really didn’t know what we were getting ourselves into.)

Based on a true story, The Town that Dreaded Sundown follows a Texas ranger’s hunt for a serial killer who terrorized the people of Texarkana, Arkansas in 1946. The killer wore a pillowcase over his head as he preyed on the residents of the town, primarily young people parking in the woods.

He was brutal and cruel and terrifying. And he was never captured.

Suffice to say no one slept in our house that night. Actually, I’m not sure any of us slept much that week, even knowing he was probably long dead. The imagine of his face covered by that pillowcase — breathing in and out like an animal — will haunt me for the rest of my life.

If you like really scary movies, I recommend it.

But it will mess you up.

Cheap trick

Yesterday I mentioned I don’t dress up my dog for Halloween.  Some might find that a bit fuddy duddy.

Well, I’ve found something that beats it.

A dentist in Mansfield, Ohio is offering to buy back Halloween candy from children.  And he’s not the only one.

Dentists across the country are participating in the ‘Halloween Candy Buy Back’ program.

At Dr. Callen’s office in Mansfield, trick-or-treaters will receive $1 per pound of candy turned in (5-pound limit per child) and free toothbrushes.  They will also be entered in a drawing for one of two children’s bicycles.

Now, I know the dentists’ intentions are good.  Halloween candy is all about sugar, and sugar consumption promotes tooth decay.

But geez oh Pete.

Halloween only happens once a year! Shouldn’t every kid experience the rush — and resulting sweet belly — from overeating candy after a night of trick-or-treating?  Believe me, it’s the best way to convince them to never do it again.

Plus, do we really want to turn Halloween into a money-making venture for kids?  Cause this sure feels like it.

Five bucks is five bucks, after all.

Ghoulish

I bought Rory a new down coat yesterday at the dog store.

I have no problem putting a sweater, raincoat or jacket on my dog to keep him warm and dry during bad weather.

But a doggie Halloween costume?

I have a really hard time doing that to him.

Sure, he will look cute in it, but it serves no useful purpose.  He doesn’t need it for warmth or protection.  And I feel like dressing him up like a vampire or dinosaur or Book of Mormon character strips away a layer of his dignity — violates the trust that he has put in me to protect him in every circumstance and against any foe.

Plus, he already gets all the treats he wants everyday without having to put on the tart.

Lucky dog.

Hot scare

The organizers of the 2011 Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade certainly have a bug up their skirts.

They’re not angry; they literally have a bug in the parade lineup.

The new balloon is from the mind of the master of macabre himself, Tim Burton…so he’s no cute critter clutching a flower in his teeth.

The balloon’s name is B. Boy — or B. for short — and, according to Burton, was created from the used balloons leftover from children’s parties at a London hospital.  Patched together and covered with stitches, the design is classic Burton…which makes it definitely not classic Macy’s.

You don’t see the Hello Kitty balloon sporting any fangs on Turkey Day morning.  And while Snoopy’s flying ace getup might pass as a Halloween costume, I don’t think any children are frightened by his goggles or red cape.

But what of B.Boy?  Is his Frankenstein-like face too scary for Thanksgiving morning?

Not with those big, innocent eyes.

Man up, kiddies.  There’s a new bug in town.