It's finally here! I've got the wheels pointed south toward Columbus and it's time to whoop it up with my fellow haunters at the Midwest Haunters Convention! The bags are packed, the Masquerade Ball costume is done and the Charnel House CDs are packed. I'm ready to go. Time to head out. The two hour drive to Columbus from the Cemetery (okay, not including the inevitable construction delays, because it IS Ohio!) should go smoothly with the playlist that I have all queued up and ready to jam. See everyone in Columbus in a couple of hours! If you aren't going to MHC, stop back early next week for my full wrap-up. And no matter what you are doing, everyone be sure to have a most excellent long weekend. Take it away, Mr. Danzig...
A cold, weathered hand pierces the rust-laden earth of a late autumn night. Reanimated decay becomes the evening's guide. Masked faces bask in the fiery glow of a jack-o-lantern's illumination. A lifeless finger points the direction toward the next porch-lit house. For this is the night of ghouls and goblins and tricks and treats. This is the night of Hallowe'en...