Here’s the bestest, shortest explanation of Halloween I’ve come by yet—essential but not deep!   Halloween

So what are you going to do this eve of Samhain ( pronounced "sow-in" where "ow" rhymes with "cow") or  All Hallow’s Eve other than die of terror, fright, or delight??

Most people can’t make up their mind who or what *to be* on Halloween.  But that’s not a problem for me—since I know no one scarier than me and there’s nothing stranger than being myself!  

The problem for me is what to do… Should I...

1) Spend the night locked in a cemetery blogging via satellite uplink until the restless spirits thereabout decide to jam my transmission?

2) Run down the middle of the highway dressed as Osama with a target on my back dodging crazed drunken Americans just for the thrill of it?

3) Drive down the highway looking for some drunken fool dressed as Osama with a target on his back and run him over to teach him a lesson?

4) Return to the scene of my last drunken revelry where I could have sworn a red-headed—or was is it blonde—angel promised to be a devil come Wednesday night?

5) Stay glued to the TV waiting for true stories of terror to arise?

6) Hang out in a haunted chat room?

7) Comment *Boo* on everybody’s blog?

8) Practice reading Chinese or read the Book of Good/Bad Faeries by Brian Froud?   The spin-off Faeries’ Oracle Online is an enchanted visit and provides you your fortune! (Flash version takes time…but you can bypass it.)

9) Practice my archery by shooting arrows at fated jack-o-lanterns in my basement?

10) Place myself into a narcotized trance and write love poetry?

Actually, I just realized that the news media with their unrelenting obsession with *anthrax* (well, honestly, they have an intrepid obsession with anything construed as terror, i.e, the killer sharks of summer, Chandra Levy mystery, O.J., the "killer snowstorm" on the east coast last year that turned out only to be a media event, etc., etc.), is doing us all a great service!

You see, the terrorists are following our media and believe that the outrageous amount of coverage is truly proportionate to the damage they are causing--which makes it seem HUGE HUGE HUGE.  So the terrorists are content to inflict this HUGE overly-covered "damage" rather than realize that, in hindsight's perspective, the *anthrax terror* so far will appear a fairly dismal fizzle.  So rather than currently pursuing a more lucatrive line of terror from their own rational perspective, they are being duped by the media into believing that we are just reeling with anthrax--and so continue it apace. 

Reminds me of when I was a kid and my dad would whip me with a strap. I pretended (Yeow!!) it hurt worse than it did just so that his sadistic craving would be thus satisfied.

Except the news media isn't pretending. They just can't--perhaps in this case, thankfully--help themselves.

The topic of tomorrow's blog: *The topic of yesterday's blog* or *Why the news isn't news anymore.*

Just caught a new banner from the King of Sardines!

Wow.  After reading this, I've decided to go fishing.