The Coolest Month

[tealin]

October rules.

3rd: New Decemberists CD (The Crane Wife)
9th: Thanksgiving with family in bucolic paradise
13th: New [LAST!(?)] Snicket Book (The End)
20th: 'nother TRIP! (Duuude!) and Nightmare Before Christmas comes out in theatres (where I haven't seen it since 1993) and in 3D (which will be interesting if nothing else).
31st: HALLOWEEN!

In the meantime, I'm making a horrible misappropriation of my time by scanning my gag sketch stuff instead of finishing my coat enough that I can put on the ornamentation when I go away this weekend. But dangit, I want to post some art, and to finish something of my own that I can be proud of. And I should have taken my shower before so that my hair could have been drying while doing so, but that's where I'm off to next. What has become of my ludicrously idiosyncratic time management skills? Alas...

Regarding the title: I would do a parody of that stanza in The Wasteland but I don't have the mental powers at the moment. Maybe later.

Comments

[ardys-the-ghoul.livejournal.com]

I saw Nightmare not long after it first came out, on some kind of church field trip or something. I was just a kid at the time, and all I really remember about it was that the Boogie Woogie Man scared the bejeezus out of me. And the part in the end where he rips open and all the bugs explode out of him seriously grossed me out. (This was many years ago, so I don't know how accurate my memory of this movie is. I just remember being royally grossed out about something.)

It strikes me as weird now that this movie disturbed me so much, because I normally love that kind of stuff (Tim Burton Holloween-ish weird crap involving the undead and whatnot, I mean--see my username). I'll have to see it again when it's re-released to see if my feelings about it have changed.