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Cause if I have to clean it up, I’ll throw it away.

12 Nov

Halloween is over, people!

I am all for being festive, don’t think for a moment I am not.

However, there is a limit.

Halloween has been over for a week and a half, and yet, in some ways, its still here.

Mainly because the extreme Halloween people have yet to clean up their shit.

I discussed the extreme Halloween people in a previous blog.

These are the houses of people who go way over the top when it comes to the scariest of all holidays.

Logic would seem to dictate, that if you spend several days goring and bloodying up the exterior of your home for Halloween, you would schedule some time, fairly soon after All Hallows Eve, in which to put all of your crap back in boxes for next year.

And then there is this guy.

I am standing on the Strand bike path in Hermosa Beach, California.

The Strand is kind of a dividing line that separates the sand on the beach with some of the most expensive real estate on the planet.

The house is exquisite.

Tuscan overtones with a serious amount of money and attention put into the rustic aging of the stone.

Beautiful, this was a several million dollar house before they sank several million into the remodel.

And, on the beach facing side, a ten foot from tip to tip spider.

It sits on cottony looking webs, with a series of mood lighting strung below.

Around the side of the house, there is another identical spider.

And an evil clown ghost.

Imagine your standard, low end, white sheet ghost, but instead of the rounded head and two eye holes, is an evil clown mask.

The crappy part is, it works really well.

With the proper mood lighting in the middle of the night, I will not go near this house if you put a gun to my head.

I often wonder what kind of mind is demented and tortured enough to get this into Halloween.

This guy must work his ass off, all year long, trying to keep it together, trying to keep everyone from finding out what kind of base nut job he is, and the one night of the week that he can let jini out of the bottle.

And get his scary freak on.

However, once the dread day is over, its the rest of us that are stuck with the visual pollution of the massive spiders and evil clown ghosts. (I sleep like shit as it is.)

Makes you wonder how long his Christmas lights were up. (Note the use of the word “Christmas” I refuse to use that generic, “Holiday Lights” bullshit.)

There is nothing more annoying that someone that insists on decorating for whatever holiday, but refuses to clean up promptly after themselves.

There is nothing sadder than a brown Xmas tree sitting on the curb on February 1st.

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3 Comments

Posted by on November 12, 2012 in Uncategorized

 

3 responses to “Cause if I have to clean it up, I’ll throw it away.

  1. Used to be holiday crazy

    November 12, 2012 at 9:06 am

    I used to decorate my Christmas tree the week of Christmas and leave it up until Valentine’s Day. I would cook a Turkey dinner for Valentine’s day. It was a family tradition.

     
    • Bittermac

      November 14, 2012 at 9:44 am

      Turkey for Valentine’s Day? I don’t get it. I always feel like Valentine’s Day should be a “Go out to dinner and let someone else cook” type thing. Keep the focus on the romance.

       
      • Used to be holiday crazy

        November 15, 2012 at 4:06 am

        The middle of February is about the time you start craving turkey again and it’s still cold enough out to cook one. I don’t find waiting three hours to get seated in a noisy, over crowded restaurant as romantic. I’m more of a let’s make something great at home, enjoy being with the ones I love, in a quiet environment type of girl.

         

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