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Halloween Is Better Than Christmas. (C’mon You Know I’m RIght!)


Last weekend I stopped by Target for some last-minute Halloween shopping. As I made my way back to the seasonal section, I was horrified by what I found. Halloween had been hastily condensed down to two aisles. Costumes and decorations had been hastily packed haphazardly on the shelves. My poor Halloween! What happened to you?

Then I saw it, in all of it’s glittery, consumer-driven glory: Christmas! Christmas had muscled it’s way into Halloween’s territory, nearly driving it to extinction. I had been lulled into a false sense of comfort by the gorgeous fall weather, the uncrowded stores, the contemporary pop music playing everywhere I go. I knew you’d be back Christmas, but I didn’t think we would meet again so soon. I have only just recovered from the trauma of last year. I’m beginning to see trees and tinsel everywhere. Tomorrow, November 1, some local radio stations are turning over to all Christmas music all the time. I’m seeing ads featuring a fat man in red ominously reminding me that there aren’t many shopping days left. I need to hurry up and spend my money!

Wait a minute. It’s only October, right? Aren’t we skipping a few holidays?

I thought so. So I’ve decided to stand up and be a champion for the best holiday ever: Halloween. So here goes, a list of reasons why Halloween is the best:

1. Christmas is the bully of holidays.

Christmas is big and flashy. It really doesn’t share the spotlight well. Christmas starts to sneak into our lives as early as September. It is known for invading other holidays’ territory and muscling them out of the way. Shame on you, Christmas! You have your own month. Go back to December and stay there. Wait your turn and let the other holidays have their fun. Christmas even forces retail workers away from their families on Thanksgiving for Black Friday ridiculousness.

2. Halloween is in the fall.

I realize the living in the Midwest doesn’t guarantee me idyllic fall weather. It could be in the 70 and sunny, or there could be a foot of snow on the ground. However, more often than not, fall is awesome. Halloween has golden trees, bonfires, hoodies, pumpkin patches, and hayrack rides. Christmas has sub-zero temperatures, blizzards, trying to get to relatives’ houses in hazardous driving conditions, trying to put lights on your icy roof, frostbite, and general freezing-your-ass-off-dom.

3.Black Friday.

People lining up outside stores in order to trample each other to death for a Tickle Me Elmo. Because of this, Christmas certainly beats Halloween in the scary factor. People don’t kill each other over a piece of junk for Halloween.

4. The clothes are better. 

Sexy Pirate Costume vs. Ugly Reindeer Sweater. Is there even a contest?

5. Jack-O-Lanterns.

The only thing you get to carve for Christmas is maybe a turkey. That’s not nearly as awesome.

6. Makeup.

Halloween is THE holiday for makeup geeks like myself. It’s the one day of the year you can go as crazy as you want with your makeup, go out in public, and get compliments. I love it!

7. The music is better.

Yes, I know, everyone loves Christmas music, right? Wrong! Retail workers are forced to listen to the same crappy songs over and over again from now until about February. By the end of the season, we are jingle belled and pa-rum-pa-pum-pummed to death. I would rather listen to Werewolves of London and Monster Mash.

8. No Gifts.

Call me unAmerican, but I think Christmas would be so much better without the gifts. I hate the idea of a day where you are forced to give and receive gifts…OR ELSE! I’m a random-gifter. I like to buy things for people when I find things that make me think of them. I hate roaming the stores agonizing over what to get people. I hate shopping in general. I’ve also started dreading getting gifts. I dread finding a place for all of the knick-knacks I will receive and asking for the receipts for the clothing that doesn’t fit or is not at all my style in a way that won’t hurt the gifter’s feelings.

9. Nobody gets angry with you for “accidentally” missing church.

Grandma never gives me an earfull for not going to church on Halloween.

10. The parties are better.

Christmas parties are generally, as a rule, awkward family and/or office events. Halloween parties are generally wild, drunken events with your friends.

11. Nobody yells at you for wishing/not wishing them a happy Halloween.

The whole Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays debacle has been a major problem my entire retail career. Merry Christmas. You’re damned if you do, you’re damned if you don’t. Technically you’re no supposed to wish anyone a merry Christmas while on the job, but lots of times, if you wish someone the more PC Happy Holidays, you’ll get your head ripped off. “IT”S MERRY CHRISTMAS GODDAMMIT!!!”

So yeah, eleven reasons why Halloween kicks Christmas’s ass. I’m sure I could keep going with this, but I should probably wrap it up. Team Halloween, feel free to add to my list. Team Christmas, you’re welcome to try to change my mind. I enjoy a good argument.

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The Wandering I


 

“Not all those who wander are lost.” – J.R.R. Tolkien

I have this idea for a screenplay. It would have a romantic comedy-esque plot line about a young woman who was afraid of commitment, career commitment. She would go through several random career paths and eventually dump them before they could begin to have a more permanent place in her life. The young woman would get bored too quickly, or the job would not turn out to be what it had been when she was first courting it. Nice jobs can seem to turn nasty out of nowhere. She wonders how she got herself into such a predicament. Ever optimistic, she gets out and moves on to another career path. She hopes this time, it will be The One.

She often fantasizes about The One. She dreams of something that will make her rich and fulfill her in every way. Ideally, as romantic comedies go, something will make her realize that she’s been blinded by her impossible expectations. This realization will then lead to the discovery that The One has been waiting right under her nose the whole time. She lives happily ever after, or at least something close to that.

That’s how I hope it ends. Because this movie is based on actual events, I don’t really know how it will turn out. I’ll just have to wait and see.

When I was little, I would have loved school if it wasn’t for all of the group projects, PE, and recess. I know this sounds weird, but it’s true. I’ve always loved learning. Discovering new things was always much more fun to me than running around, trying not to get bashed in the head with a rubber ball. This is what makes me weird. I will read anything on everything, but it’s the unusual stuff that intrigues me the most. I spent my summer reading books on neuroscience and the history of the beauty industry.I am interested in too many dissimilar things. That’s why I just can’t figure out what to do with my life. If I could get paid to just read, take lots of random classes, and learn random stuff, I would have been happily settled into a career already.

Unfortunately, I don’t get paid to learn stuff. It can actually be very expensive to learn stuff. So, I have to eventually settle on something to focus all of my interest on. I am roughly one semester away from finishing my BFA in graphic design. It has taken me a long time to get to this point. Let’s just say that I’ve wandered a lot. I started my college career as a Studio Arts major who dabbled in theatre, creative writing, psychology, and sociology. I eventually switched to digital media, then back to theatre. At this point, I became frustrated because I realized that I wasn’t really learning anything that would make me employable. I was tired of people thinking I spent my days coloring, so I decided to indulge my scientific side. I enrolled in an occupational therapy program. I loved the anatomy and psychology aspect of the curriculum, but I become cranky and miserable if I have no time to let my creative side out to play, so back to art school. I decided to study graphic design because it was creative and practical. I am still more than a little dubious about working in a cubicle in front of a computer for the rest of my life. My creativity is strongly limited by time, budget, my client’s tastes, and my ability to make the computer do what I want it to.  I find it incredibly difficult to make my computer cooperate. I spend a lot of time convincing myself that dropkicking my laptop across the room is a bad idea. People still think I sit at my desk coloring all day.

As I keep getting eerily close to graduation, I find myself wondering what’s next? I’m pretty sick of school but…

Since preschool, life has been scripted. Preschool to Kindergarten, Kindergarten to elementary school, to middle school, to high school, to college. I went to college because I was expected to. I didn’t really know what I wanted out of life at 18 so I just charged ahead blindly. It eventually became my quest to obtain a degree before I hit 30. At 27, I’ll have just barely made it. Nobody tells you what to do after that. There’s no clearly defined path. I could continue my education, or study something different. I could start job hunting, I could start a business of my own. I could start a family. I’m baffled by the possibility.

I don’t regret all of the wandering. I’m sure that all of the major and job changes have made more than a few people think I’m crazy. I have taken something valuable away from each experience. Maybe every class and odd job have been stepping stones to where I’m supposed to eventually land. Maybe I’ll wake up some day like the girl in the romantic comedy and find everything I’ve been looking for has just been quietly waiting for me discover it. If nothing else, at least all of the random experiences make for good stories. I keep telling myself that someday I’ll write a book about my journey. I would just like to know how the story ends.

 

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