Halloween. Hallowe'en. All Hallows Evening. Evening. It's not Halloween Week, or Halloween Season. It's just Halloween. One night. I put out a jack-o-lantern and join in the decorating. I enjoy looking at my neighbour's creativity and feel a frisson (great word) of excitement when I see something really eerie. But if I see any inexplicable orange cobwebs, pointless crime scene tape, or any unpleasant amputated limbs after November 6th, my brain will melt and come out my ears.
Thanks to the King of Crosshatching, Edward Gorey for the above image.