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( Beware! )Tired. Will say two things and write more tomorrow. -Saw the North American premiere of "Datamatics 2.0" by Ryoji Ikeda. It was a trip. He basically wrote two 25 minute pieces and set them to CG art using real data (e.g., DNA sequences, maps of stars, etc.). It was something else. -Finished A Mad Dash and have launched into Get in the Van. I've only gotten through the first year and it's already pretty intense. The bit about the U.K. tour is scary in that real punk rock shows were violent as hell and either mad a man out of you or sent you home with missing teeth and broken bones. At the same time, it's kind of hilarious. There's a strange comedy to Henry writing about how something went horribly wrong at every show. Real punk rock also made one learn just how quickly they could think on their feet. Good night. Tags: ninjas, photo of the day, real punk rock
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I'm going to New York next Saturday!
I've googled and looked at the ICP, MOMA, MET, Guggenheim, Whitney, basically all the major names, for photography exhibits, but are there any that you guys could suggest? I'm more into fashion photography but anything is cool.
Also, I'm going to bring my film camera to take pictures, are there any interesting places in the city that might be interesting to take pictures of?
Lastly, I've looked at all the tags and online a lot....are there any thrift stores you can suggest in the Chelsea area? Or cheap stores? I'm definitely going to hit up H&M.
Thanks so much!
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I leave tomorrow at 9AM for tour. I'm spending a few days with my coworker Sean before tour kicks off in his hometown of Burlington, VT. Eight shows on the east coast. We're driving. In a rental car. It's a very different situation than last year at this time, when we had a tour bus and a full crew. I was on six shows that tour, so I suppose I'm moving up in the world. I had a very hard time balancing everything last fall. I had an unrequited crush, an inhumane workload, seasonal depression and job insecurity. I felt like I was failing at everything I did. Life presented me a clear choice between pushing through the pain or drowning it and I subsequently had a very bad, drunk night in Washington DC. The next morning Amanda made me go to Bikram yoga and I had to leave class early to vomit profusely and cry into a toilet. Looking back, I had no way of knowing that one of the lowest moments of my life would come in a yoga studio bathroom in New Haven, Connecticut. I am approaching tour from a very different perspective this time. A lot has changed in the past year. My nearest and dearest from that time have scattered to the ends of the earth and while I cherish the IM conversations and emails and postcards, it's not the same as sleeping in the bunk above them. My life has a new cast of characters and I have a new leading lady. More than that, I am a new leading lady. The girl who drank and did drugs and slept around and felt very, very sorry for herself has given way to a woman who is grateful for quiet moments and cooks dinner at home. I am less drama queen and more crazy cat lady and I am better for it. I no longer need tour to validate me. I know I am good at my job and the hugs, tips and keys are sweets, not daily dietary requirements. I also have stopped viewing tour as a non-stop party and have started to see it for what it is: hard, exhausting work that can be very rewarding. ... but there is a certain magic that remains, I must admit, and I am blessed to be part of it. First we take Burlington. Love, Beth Tags: tour
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Art, in the hands of the right people, is dangerous. I wonder, if you saw me, painting your face on a canvas, if you would know that for a split second I was in love with you? Would you know that, yes, I actually DID have that dream about you where you tried to get me to run away with you, and leave everything, and for a fraction of that moment, I was considering it? Looking into that other familiar face, wondering if she could tell that I had a dream about you, wondering if she knew that the guilt I felt was actually guilt of something that I had imagined? I wonder, if you remember that time that you stared me down without actually staring at anyone at all, and told me that it was mine, after the fact. I wonder if you realize that the look on your face broke me down into splotches of red and white instead of my usual, pale, blended self. I looked like watercolors, that night - but did you even realize that you had made a work of art? I wonder, if I hung the picture I painted of you in a gallery, if people would look upon it thoughtfully, wine glass in one hand, hand cupped under chin, nodding sagely, purring to themselves in satisfied understanding that, in the crease under your chin, that pocket where I used purple instead of blue, that's where I hid the love I had for you - that momentary lapse of consciousness. These bristle lines were actually some sort of strained Morse code, that just needed someone with the right eyes to look at it and say "Ah, so she did have the dream, and the circus wasn't a metaphor, and when she woke up, the guilt wasn't residual." I wonder, would you find that more dangerous than a gun in my hands? (I probably would, considering I am brave enough to paint, but not enough to shoot.) I wonder, if you came to watch paint dry with me, if you would catch that spot of red that I put there just for you, and maybe watch it dry, just so I could put my feelings into a word, and my word into a point, and let it evaporate. (which is why I'd never use oils with you.) Tags: art, dreams, thoughts
Current Music: Red Belt - Tegan and Sara
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( Stationary (#209) )( Desolate (#210) )Body's still not quite happy. Gave out last night and slept on and off throughout the night. It's a good thing my legs are 99% recovered now. I reeeeeeeeeeeeeally need to get back into a regular exercise routine. I feel much more energized when I'm in one, or at least have more consistent energy. Been playing with Lala recently. It actually works pretty well and is a decent way to sample new music. I believe the way it works is as such. You sign up and are free to stream any of the songs on the site once. After that, you either have to pay $.10/stream of that song or you can buy the MP3 or CD. If you're like me and just want to give new stuff a spin to see what all the fuss is about, it definitely beats 30 second samples or downloads from dodgy blogs and such. I don't think there's a mobile client yet, though. Spotify has that one down but it's not available in North America yet. Oh well. Speaking of Lala, I did what any good person would do what signing up: listen to Slayer's latest record. It's Slayer - sorry, SCHLAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!!!!!!!! - being SCHLAAAAAAAAAAAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!. Think Seasons in the Abyss sped up a bit and occasionally spiced up with speed thrash. I don't know if I'll pick this one up but they're back on track after their turn-of-the-century detours. I also finally listened to Henry's Rise Above compilation for the <A HREF="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/West_Memphis_3</A>West Memphis 3</A>. It's basically Henry with Mother Superior (his band at the time) and a bunch of guests covering Black Flag songs. I'm not sure how I feel about this one. Everybody's hearts are definitely in the right place but there's just something missing. I think it could be how clean everything sounds. Part of what I liked about Black Flag - well, <U>Damaged</U>, anyway - was how lo-fi and nasty it sounded, along with Greg's guitar playing. (Man, what the hell happened to him? Too much weed, I guess.) I'm sure it all sounded fine when the boys went on the road to support the record. The record itself...maybe if I find a cheap CD.
(Then again, I'd probably be better off just sending the WM3's defense fund a few bucks. Last I heard, DNA testing seems to have exonerated them but the judge won't accept it. American justice at its finest, people.)
Now that I think about it, the Thai trip may have been the first where the postcards I sent actually arrived at their destinations. The guy I stayed with in London never sent them. I don't think I sent any while in Germany or Paris. Nobody ever said anything about my Edinburgh postcards, assuming they arrived at all. Then again, I was writing on a bus and my handwriting probably resembling some alien script.
Later. Tags: ninjas, photo of the day, postcards, schlaaaaaaaaaar!!!!!!!!!!!!, streaming audio, thailand
Current Music: Peter Gabriel - Peter Gabriel (aka 1 - "Car")
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1. I have an apartment and the means to pay for it.
2. I've paid off a third of my credit card debt.
3. My payment plan for my loan and for what's left on the card is manageable.
4. I will soon spend a fifth of what I spend now on travel.
5. My food expenses are going to be greatly decreased [having my home be in the city means it won't be seven hours since I've eaten with hours more before getting home and having to constantly buy food out in the world to sustain myself].
6. I will be able to go home, eat, play with Icarus, care for him, before evening fun after work. Having a social life no longer means having to haul two changes of clothes around with me and regularly not see my own living space or my cat for two days at a time.
7. From my home, I can walk one minute to the Warren Street B Line stop to go to downtown Boston, or five minutes to buses going to Cambridge. I can walk to Whole Foods, I can walk to Shaws, I can walk to any number of cafes, the closest restaurants to me on Brighton Ave are the vegan asian place The Grasshopper and the vegan pizza place Peace O' Pie. I can walk to Great Scott, I can walk to Harper's Ferry, I can walk to the Mighty Tiny house, I can take cabs from both downtown Boston and downtown Cambridge to get home post-T without breaking the bank.
8. I can start thinking about writing workshops, community theater, bellydance classes, and a few big life changes I've put on hold.
I know that I've shared little of my internal self lately... this all must be so boring to read. It's just that this mundane stuff is huge for me, and directly impacts my emotional life in a massive way.
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I had a SUPER cool thing that happen today that I wanted to share with the community. I was waiting for the subway and was holding my metro card (stupid, I know) when it fluttered out of my hand and fell onto the platform right below where people wait for it. I of course freak out because this is a monthly metro card and I do not have the money to replace it (I'm unemployed) and I need it desperately. So, I start freaking out and hand my purse and cell phone to the kindly looking woman standing right next to me as I get on the ground to climb down into the subway area. I dip a foot down and realize that even though the train is far away (actually not viewable at all), there's no way I'd make it down there and back up because I'm too short. I also look up to realize that everyone around me, including up the stairs, has stopped to watch and is sort of in panic mode, like what's she going to do?? (Good to know so many are at least paying attention).
All of a sudden, an incredibly tall gentleman scoots down, jumps into the area, grabs my card and jumps back up before I could even blink. It was amazing. I just kept saying thank you over and over and over. I was sooo grateful. My metro card was saved and I have an angel who helped me out. Just goes to show NYers can be caring and wonderful folks.
So, to the very tall gentleman with the black beanie cap and the lovely woman with the brown leather jacket and paper towels in her bag who saved my metro card at the 86th street 4/5/6 station today at around 5:30pm, thank you so much. You are what makes NYers awesome and you should be proud of yourselves. As for me, I have learned my lesson and now will immediately put my metro card away as soon as I've swiped it.
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I'm getting a loan tomorrow that will be a lower interest rate than my current credit card debt. I'm getting the loan in the first place because I can afford security and first month's but I can't swing last month's quite yet, and I wasn't willing to wait the time it would take to have another excess $895 just lying around. I'm going to get a larger loan than I actually need, and what I don't need for first month's I am going to use to pay off a big chunk of my credit card. Suddenly everything feels very manageable. Yes, having to pay $200 a month to pay my combined debts off will suck, but it'll be way better than spending the seemingly lesser amount I've been spending for way the fuck longer.
By my calculations, rounding up on rent/electric/internet, credit card/loan bills, food/toiletries/household necessities, and travel, I'll still have a couple of hundred a month left over for savings, frivolities and emergencies.
Also, by paying off so much of my credit card, it'll mean that I'll once more have a couple of thousand dollars worth of available crisis money in case something happens to Icarus again. I know that if my mother knew I was using this logic, she would smack me upside the head. She maintains that the money I spent hospitalizing my Icky Pump was irrational in the first place. Of course I'm biased, Icarus is the love of my life, but even beyond that I believe that if you adopt an animal you have a moral responsibility to do whatever you can to give it the best life possible... and letting a three year old baby die of an illness that usually only affects the elderly, especially considering how quickly and completely and joyfully and chubbily and terroristishly he bounced back under appropriate treatment, is, in my opinion, definitively selfish and cruel. In any case, should something go down, I will have power again. He's more than stable at this point, and it's my understanding that if he were to get that bad again, it would be a ways down the road, and it would be the point of no return, but just in case. Just in case.
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As of December 1st, you may send all scrawled sonnets, lipstick kisses, charcoal sketches and overnighted vegan treats to 79 Gordon Street #16, Brighton, MA, 02135, because that is where Icarus and I will live.
If you knew me in Amherst, you may have heard me called Mama Katherine. I've been supported by the hospitality of others for the past year, and that is not my natural state. It's time for my home to open again. If you seek a warm, safe space, if you need tea and cooked food to warm you, fresh produce to nourish you, sleep, shower, sanctuary, whatever it is, it's yours. Come on over. I will put the kettle on and I will cook and there will be music and softness, and there will be wholesomeness. And I need that. I need that.
And yes. I got the news and I collapsed and sobbed.
It's been a long road.
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http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2009/11/final-reminder-for-bookshops.html posted by Neil
A quick reminder (as I was just asked) that today is the day that the bookshop Graveyard Book party reports have to be in to Harper Collins. By 9 pm PST. http://files.harpercollins.com/Mktg/HarperChildrens/PDF/GraveyardContest_rules.pdf are the rules and info for those who lost them. Hi Mr. Gaiman,
I was disappointed today to read you won't be part of the judging for The Graveyard Book contests. My not-wealthy, middle-of-nowhere bookstore just sent in its entry, and something we're concerned about is the fairness of judging.
For example, independent bookstores like Powell's (I'm sure you know) easily have enough money and are in a convenient enough location to ask you to come at one time or another. Against stores like that, who were able to put more money into their parties, we stand little chance.
I don't think that it's a lost cause for us; we were very creative. I'm just nervous to know you won't be judging. Can you tell me whether you think the judges will take things like size and location of bookstores into account? It would make me sleep a little easier until the results are announced.
Tusen takk,
AllisonWell, per the rules, the judging is based on:
(i) Overall creativity of the Party, as demonstrated by the invitations, signage, decorations, activities, entertainment, and refreshments.
(ii) Customer attendance and response (i.e., enthusiasm, costumes, participation).
(iii) Ability to capture and represent the spirit of The Graveyard Book....specifically to reward creativity, and not the ability to outspend other shops. (That was also why the party had to actually be at the bookshop, and not at another location.) I asked my editor, Elise Howard, and she said,
Gosh, yes. Here's what we think is happening. We are looking at all the entries. On Monday, we'll send you the best 11, from which you will choose the Grand Prize Winner. The rest will get the first-prize package. So the short answer is that you ARE helping to choose.
The longer answer is that we will be very fair and will consider creativity, which includes work done with available resources, along with pure execution. (Don't you think? We haven't done anything yet; still waiting for more entries to come in.)...which means that a) I was wrong and will be the ultimate judge, from the shortlist. (Damn.) and b) everyone's on a level playing field. Does that help reassure you? PS -- Widgett's Graveyard Book Dessert competition winners have been announced over at http://www.needcoffee.com/2009/11/06/graveyard-book-dessert-challenge-winners/. This one had NOTHING to do with me at all. But lor' the winning desserts look tasty...
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Url: http://www.x-thc.com/live.html
Sound: http://www.x-thc.com/multimedia.html
In development for over eleven years, X: The Human Condition has been designed to embrace the expanding possibilities of multimedia in entertainment. Featuring an immersive, multi-sensory environment, the live, dynamic concert performance by the music group X: THC, enhanced by the emotionally charged film, X: The Human Condition, previews its uplifting and stimulating shock to the senses for Thanksgiving at the Brooklyn multimedia space, Monkeytown (58 North 3rd St., Brooklyn, NY), on Wednesday, November 25th at 10:00 pm. $5 cover,$10 minimum. Full late night dinner menu available.
Thanksgiving is traditionally a time to share with family and friends, but it is also a time when some people feel most disconnected, alienated and alone. X: THC has partnered with the Jed Foundation and AFSP to donate a portion of the profits from X: The Human Condition to help these non-profit organizations in their work, dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, self-injury and suicide. They exist to encourage, educate, inspire and invest into prevention, treatment and recovery.
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Url: http://www.x-thc.com/live.html
Sound: http://www.x-thc.com/multimedia.html
In development for over eleven years, X: The Human Condition has been designed to embrace the expanding possibilities of multimedia in entertainment. Featuring an immersive, multi-sensory environment, the live, dynamic concert performance by the music group X: THC, enhanced by the emotionally charged film, X: The Human Condition, previews its uplifting and stimulating shock to the senses for Thanksgiving at the Brooklyn multimedia space, Monkeytown (58 North 3rd St., Brooklyn, NY), on Wednesday, November 25th at 10:00 pm. $5 cover,$10 minimum. Full late night dinner menu available.
Thanksgiving is traditionally a time to share with family and friends, but it is also a time when some people feel most disconnected, alienated and alone. X: THC has partnered with the Jed Foundation and AFSP to donate a portion of the profits from X: The Human Condition to help these non-profit organizations in their work, dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, self-injury and suicide. They exist to encourage, educate, inspire and invest into prevention, treatment and recovery.
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So, it came to our attention that next Friday is, in fact, Friday the 13th... and since The Weir, which is exceedingly CREEPY, will have a performance that night, we should relish that fact and get the most out of it (particularly since kylecassidy was absent on Hallowe'en!) So, come to that performance and then join us afterwards in our desperately Gothic and chillingly Creepy house where we shall be hosting scary Spanish movie night and a "let's chat about what we've just experienced and perhaps share scary stories of our own" party. How exciting! Tags: aaaaaghhhh!!!!, curio theatre, friday the thirteenth, ireland/spain/whatever, the weir
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http://journal.neilgaiman.com/2009/11/note-to-self-nights-are-for-sleeping.html posted by Neil
Still trying to get back onto a diurnal schedule. (And, I should add, failing.)
Maddy and I started watching the new season of Sarah Jane Adventures tonight, which seems back on form after a dodgy second season.
Many amazing things waiting for me when I got home -- I still haven't gone through them all yet -- but today's mail brought me a copy of the Fantagraphics Gahan Wilson: 50 Years of Playboy Cartoons book. Three glorious volumes. I wrote the introduction to Volume 2, and thus got it for free. (If you're curious, there are many Gahan Wilson Playboy cartoons up at this website. There's a Gahan Wilson virtual museum over at http://www.gahanwilson.comAnd, of course, although I posted it before, it bears repeating that you can watch the film that Steven-Charles Jaffe made of the "Dark and Silly Night" comic Gahan and I did for art spiegelman and Francoise Mouly's Little Lit at the New Yorker site, or here: And if I'd been here for Hallowe'en I would have posted it here then. Which reminds me, The Graveyard Book party season is over. Over thirty independent bookshops had Graveyard Book parties (The ABA's Bookselling This Week reports on thirteen of the parties -- and the shops -- at http://news.bookweb.org/7149.html.) The very best one of all will get me in their shop doing a signing in December and, looking at these thirteen, I am very glad I am not any kind of a judge for the awards. My only hope is that the shop that wins will be somewhere warm. But most of the places on the party map will be just as cold by December as my house. (Vague and only climate-based relief that HarperCollins said No to Alaska in the rules mingles with vague and selfish disappointment that they also said No to Hawaii.) It looks like the CBS Sunday Morning profile on me is going out this Sunday, the 8th, 9:00-10:30 AM, ET. According to this website:
Correspondent Serena Altschul visits author Neil Gaiman -- the tender-hearted master of the macabre -- whose books, including Coraline and The Graveyard Book have topped best-seller lists for 25 years.
.. which left me wanting to go "I am NOT a tender-hearted master of the macabre, I am in fact VERY SCARY INDEED," but I suspect I would convince nobody. Thrilled to see that Odd and the Frost Giants was listed as one of Amazon.com's Best Books of 2009. While I was in China The Graveyard Book was listed as one of the ALA's teens top ten for 2009 as well, an award voted on by over 11,000 teens. (And I made it onto the list with lots of other good people.) Also, Fragile Things was awarded the French 2010 Les Grands Prix de l’Imaginaire Award for translated short fiction. My thanks to the judges, but mostly to the translator, who in this case is the incredibly talented Michel Pagel. If I ever look good, do well, sell books or am popular in a foreign country, it's because of the translators, and they never get enough thanks or acclaim. And I think I'll post the cover here, because I never have.  I am becoming hooked on http://curiousexpeditions.org. I was extremely disappointed by the news on the current status of Argleton in Lancashier, especially so since I was hoping to buy a house there. I was going to move to Chako Paul City in Sweden instead, but appear to be the wrong gender and orientation. So probably I'll stay home.
(Hmm. You know, posting that French book-cover reminds me that there are some really beautiful new covers out there right now, especially from Poland and Russia. I know for I have signed them for people. I'll try and get some nice clean examples to put up here.)
And finally, a link to Joanne Leow's blog. It was lovely to see her again, four years on, when I went to Singapore - it was a great interview, and you can watch us chatting about writing, what I'm currently up to, signings, and why I don't write the same sorts of things twice in a row, at the Primetime Morning site: here's part 1 and part 2.
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Dear Mr. Gaiman,
I was wondering if you would be so kind as to mention an upcoming art auction on your blog. The art auction is “art for hearts”. It is an auction of artwork donated by children’s illustrators such as Korky Paul, Lynne Chapman and An Vrombaut. Most of the artwork is original although there are also some signed digital prints and screen prints too.
All proceeds from the auction will be donated to help fund research by the transplant team at Great Ormond Street Hospital. Transplanted organs do not have the same life expectancy as non-transplanted organs and the transplant team is looking at finding ways to combat this.
Full details of the auction are available to view at http://art-for-hearts.blogspot.com
It will run on Ebay for a week starting on the 2nd of November. To locate the items people will need to type "art for heart" into the search area and choose "Art" or "books" for items.
Many thanks,
Kristine Stacey You're welcome. I think this link has everything for sale in the auction: http://shop.ebay.co.uk/scrawldog/m.html?_nkw=&_armrs=1&_from=&_ipg=&_trksid=p3686
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MIGHTY TINY opening for That 1 Guy!
Friday, November 13
Harper's Ferry, 8:00 PM, $12
You've heard me gush about the former. If you've paid attention over the past few years, you've also heard me gush about Mike Silverman every time he's come around.
If you really pay attention, you know that the first time I saw Mighty Tiny was when they opened for Mike last Spring. A total chance experience. My head spins at everything that tumbled forth from that one experience.
Anyway. You should come out.
I know I don't need to introduce my friends' band to you for the zillionth time, but in case you've skimmed my That 1 Guy adulation in the past, this is my favorite song:
Classically trained double bassist who invented a one man band contraption called The Magic Pipe, a seven-foot tall collection of steel plumbing pipes and joints, orchestral bass strings, and electronics. His songs range the subjects of raining meat, how the moon is disgusting [it's made of cheese!], various fruits and moustaches.... and he will break your heart when he plays Somewhere Over The Rainbow on a saw.
He is also deeply gracious and humble and obviously genuinely adores his work. He's so many kinds of amazing in such a completely lovable way I've always been too shy to talk to him post-show. I did write him a fannish myspace message once, though, and he was super sweet and told me to come by for hugs next time. Ahhhhhhhh. I didn't.
A week from tomorrow!
Mighty Tiny!
That 1 Guy!
Come!
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OK, once again I'm behind on posting. This time my reason is that I've been in a training course all week, 9-5. It's interesting and fun, and sometimes frustrating, but always exhausting. Oy. ANYway...Halloween was a blast. Having it on a Saturday was great. In the morning we went to a Halloween party (thinly disguised as a "fall festival") at Ruthie's preschool, where the kids had a blast. Then to mom's house for nap, where Ruthie and Baz napped together and mom managed to capture a picture of same, which is undeniably the cutest thing ever. ( The totally adorable picture )Then we went to a party at Baz and metafrantic and sandykidd's house, which was fun, and then home and trick-or-treating. Isaac was a Transformer and Ruthie was a duck, and sandykidd did a great job of painting their faces to go with their costumes, but alas I don't think I got any pictures! :( Oh well. It was a freakishly warm night, which was nice. The neighbors were all hanging out on their front steps/porches waiting for us. The kids got QUITE the haul of candy. After a while their bags got so heavy that they asked me to carry them, whereupon I decided that enough was enough. ;) Anyway, so that was fun. And then came the Halloween Witch! (Also known as the Switch Witch, but I don't like that one.) Have you guys heard of this? I had never heard of the idea until a few weeks ago. Basically the "Switch Witch" is like the tooth fairy, except that instead of taking teeth she takes kids' Halloween candy, and instead of leaving money she leaves a toy. The idea, obviously, is to get them to give up some of their candy. ;) Well, I wasn't at all sure how my kids would react to this idea, since they both LOVE candy, and especially since I had said they couldn't eat any candy for 5 days before Halloween and then eat as much as they wanted on the day (which my mom always used to do with me and metafrantic and I think it worked out pretty well). Anyway, so I decided to just give it a shot and see what happened. If they didn't go for it, fine, but it couldn't hurt to try, right? ( Our 'Switch Witch' Story )Whee! So that was fun. We're definitely doing that again next year. Tags: halloween, minutia, picspam, shout-outs, what i did today, work
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