I love October

October is my favorite month out of the entire year and that's because there are so many awesome things to do! Here's my up coming calendar of events in case you were wondering the easiest possible way to stalk me.
On the 21st I will be one of the hundreds of medieval loving, giant turkey leg eating, beer consuming, magic trick loving freaks who attends the Maryland Renaissance festival. Sure it sounds horrifying but it's a great time! There are musicians and dancers, fire and sword swallowers, pottery, sandcastle building (random, I know), tarot card readers, costumes, marionettes and did i mention giant turkey legs??? I really liked the asian on the end.

The other reason I've always liked the "ren-fair" as us in-the-know like to call it, is that it's held outdoors in the woods. The leaves are gorgeous and it's nice and cool outside. Autumn is the ideal meat eating season.
I also always look forward to the awesome halloween events. Pumpkin pie snarfing should be an event of its own but what is almost more fun than consuming it's sweet goodness is picking out a pumpkin at the farm! Casola Farms in Holmdel, NJ is where I will be spending a rousing saturday night. They have a haunted hayride every year that believe it or not, isn't gay. They offer excellent pumpkins in the day and a farm full of horrors at night- my kind of place! Luckily they have a tractor pulling the hayride because if it was done by horses they might not let me on. Animal abuse is no way to celebrate death-day.
This year I have decided to attempt to carve a Strong Bad pumpkin. If my carpel tunnel doesn't act up, it should look a little something like this. Maybe instead of 'trick or treat', I will make the kids say "internet or death". I think their parents will want to check the candy twice. This post gets progressively less intelligent, bare with me.
October 30th, I am preparing myself for the 'Terror behind the walls' at the Estern State Penitentiary. It will bring back the memories I had of spending the night in the slammer last halloween only muuuuch worse. Those close to me know the horrors I'm reliving with that memory, but as they say-"With shackles on my feet, you don't own me!" I faught the law and the law won, etc. Terror behind the walls would be something I'd name a porn if anyone would ever be willing to sleep with me. Sigh.

Well, stay posted. I will be putting up more events soon and some possible costume ideas. I noticed most girls use halloween as an excuse to dress like slutty animals. I was thinking I could go as some kind of hunting knife to protest their mockery of my favorite day of death. Or possible a giant human box of wine, for my classier side.