But first, feast your eyes: Jorge Jackson Goes to Hollywood (Panel) #12.
Halloween was good, but like...good in a "I guess I have to settle for
this" kind of way. Truly, I miss the days of Halloween when it was
about hiding under green tarps in my yard (covered in grass and leaves)
before jumping out and scaring impressionable children out of their
little brains. I miss the smell of Halloween, the smell of bonfires way
off in the distance, the trick-or-treating, the nip in the air, the hot
apple cider, the fake haunted houses you had to pay $20 to experience,
the over-abundance of candy that is primarily responsible for
children's diabetes in this country, and did I mention
the motherfucking trick-or-treating?
Whatever. Like I said, it was good. It's just not as purely amazing as it used to be.
Speaking of purely amazing
, as promised, I've got pictures galore of my Halloween costume: