Today, as I was driving to my sister's house to pick up both sisters and my niece to do a little Halloween shopping, I saw a waving banana and a shouting clown at the corner of Dowlen and Phelan. They waved and shouted and smiled at me and I waved and smiled and shouted back. I think there should be clowns and gorillas and fruit on random corners of every city waving and shouting and smiling all year long.
The Halloween store was great fun and all of the clerks really seemed to be enjoying their jobs. I walked up to an interesting Beetlejuice/vampire/undead looking guy and asked him, "Do you have anything that looks like a person has been stabbed or hatcheted and the weapon is still sticking out of him?"
He said, "Sure, right over here."
"That would be a totally inappropriate question in any other store, wouldn't it?" I asked.
When I was checking out, I told the cashier, "Oh! I need this Bottle of Blood, too. Wow, I've never said that in a checkout line before."
I love Halloween.