Though tomorrow I'm not looking forward to the horde of children who will descend on our house like a school of sharks. I blame the house next door which has more decorations than a good sized mall. There should be warnings if you buy a house next to these types.
I find, my joy is in opening the door (of my house) on a bunch of unsuspecting people, and screaming 'Trick or Treat' at them before they get the chance to say anything...
It's kinda fun watching the thought processes going beyond the conditioning of "They open the door, they scream trick or treat, they expect something".. :)
I think that's about the time they actually realise there may well be scary things abroad that night.. The grinning apparition at the door being one of them. :)
On halloween, I go as myself. That really scares people. :)
Back in college I did that - went around the dorms doing trick or treat. Most students didn't have anything, so we came prepared with bags of chocolate and we gave them out. Weirded people out, but we got to meat lots of folks.
Okay guys, you're gonna love this. I went to a Halloween party last Saturday with all my geeky friends. Here's what I did. I had a 18lb 12v 230a tractor battery strapped around my chest and hidden under my shirt. (Some people commented that I had been eating a lot of square meals, or was pregnant with a cubical child), but it was NECESSARY to power my electronic devices. I was wearing a black rubber electricians glove on my right hand, and had an X10 remote camera bound to my hand with rubberbands. It was powered in parallel with its receiver, and a pair of i-glasses Wearing the i-glasses, I wrapped all of my head except my mouth totally in black cloth. Then I spent a percentage of the party seeing through my hand. I also had a AV multiplexer taped to my wrist that was switching between my camcorder so that I could record the party too without using the viewfinder. Alas, my soldering jobs were not too good, and after a while magic smoke came out of my parallel connections. Fortunately the expensive machinery was unharmed.
Still, when I opened up my shirt to display the battery people gasped and commented on how scary it looked, and how scary it was that I was even able to come up with this idea. At the same party, I served baked brains, (bought for $1.99/lb) the fun part was, I could tell people exactly what it was and nobody beleived me! I scared a lot of people on a lot of levels that night, and that's the true meaning of halloween.
It's a moot point for me. I live in a secured apartment building. However, my wife
did take our daughter to the local mall for trick or treating on Sunday. It was simply
to cold outside to walk around the local area.
Looking out of the window this Halloween, I stare out throught the lightning into the vicous rain storm and see approaching the house, a black cowled visitor. The lone visitor appears to be carrying a box of some sort and I realise that for once we must have a trick or treater (our house is set back from the main road by a long drive so this is rare).
So I walk around to the front door and answer, preparing to refuse to dole out sweeties, and the visitor removes his hood and offers to sell me poppies ;)
Waaay back when I was in college, I went to Pizza Hut Halloween night. The high-schooler behind the counter asked why I wasn't in costume. (I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and my school jacket.) I looked down, feigned a distressed look, and replied: "Oh, but I am! I decided to go as a human this year... You wanna see the zipper?"
Something about the earnest delivery of that last line really shook the kid up.