My World Is Weird
I'm standing in line at a hobby store. The lady in front of me has a collection of plastic pumpkins, cauldrons and assorted themed doo-dahs.
I say "What are you getting ready for?"
"Oh... You know... Halloween. We're still trying to decorate the yard." she replies.
I say nothing, quietly musing to myself about the day that we realized that at our house that our Halloween decorations had exceeded the volume of our Christmas decorations.
She looks at my handfull of items: paint, varnish, doll hair. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting some things to add the finishing touches to a voodoo doll. We're doing a show this year called Spirit Theatre."
She gathers her things. "O.K. As long as it's not one of me."
The cashier smiles and begins scanning my items. "Did you find everything you needed?"
If she only knew.
Work is moving forward for Spirit Theatre. We're very excited. I hope you can join us.
I say "What are you getting ready for?"
"Oh... You know... Halloween. We're still trying to decorate the yard." she replies.
I say nothing, quietly musing to myself about the day that we realized that at our house that our Halloween decorations had exceeded the volume of our Christmas decorations.
She looks at my handfull of items: paint, varnish, doll hair. "What are you doing?"
"I'm getting some things to add the finishing touches to a voodoo doll. We're doing a show this year called Spirit Theatre."
She gathers her things. "O.K. As long as it's not one of me."
The cashier smiles and begins scanning my items. "Did you find everything you needed?"
If she only knew.
Work is moving forward for Spirit Theatre. We're very excited. I hope you can join us.


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