October 30, 2015 (Ersatz Halloween, thanks to the Mayor)
The yard is almost all set up for the little buggers with all my spooky props. But I’m worn out! The office would be a better place to have it, because I could route the crowds through the backyard and alongside the side of the house and have things jump out at them. But everybody’s used to our house and if it were all dark they wouldn’t know what to do.
Oh, well, just remember:
EVEN A MAN WHO IS PURE IN HEART AND SAYS HIS PRAYERS BY NIGHT
MAY BECOME A WOLF WHEN THE WOLFBANE BLOOMS AND THE AUTUMN MOON IS BRIGHT.
You’re a botanical expert—Where can we get some wolfbane?
“More wolfbane?” (Dracula)
“Even more potent than that, Count.” (van Helsing)
Take care and Boooooooo!