Frazzled | Stupid Halloween Tricks.

Hey...you ever had one of those weeks? You ever had one of those fortnights? You ever...well, you get the picture. Suffice to say, it's been kinda rough around these parts of late, and, so, obviously, the blog's been suffering. Sorry about that, y'all. At any rate, in happier news, a side project that I've been working on for several months to pay the bills -- and that's been all-consuming for the past couple of weeks -- is nearing its end, and should be off the table in very short order. And, it's Halloween, so that's good.

By the way, one word of advice for the holiday: If you perchance decide to throw together a last-minute Shaun of the Dead outfit for a costume party, and the cheap-o vial of glycerine-based fake blood gel you bought at Ricky's says heat first in the microwave, do not actually heat the vial in the microwave, as it will explode almost immediately. And, whatever you do thereafter, absolutely, positively do not remove said bubbling gel from the microwave, as it will now be a cheap-o vial of super-sticky, burning hot napalm, and you will sear the &$@% out of your hands. (On the bright side, when I spent the night cannibalizing the bar for ice, random folks were like "Hey, Shaun of the Dead! And you're putting ice on your wounds! That's so perfect!' Also, typing with blisters on your fingertips is a strange and actually not altogether unpleasant feeling, sorta like having a laptop mouse button grafted under your skin.)