Monday, October 31, 2005

happs h-ween

hope that you had a lovely activity-based weekend, if that's in fact what you were after. today's the real day, and i'm spending a scaaarrryyy eveniiiing with ex-roombo, megan o'neill, watching movies and making cupcakes.

happy sights over the weekend included:
mork (sans mindo)
janet leigh in psycho (shower curtain and all)
the hottest indiana jones i've ever seen, indiana jones included (who is hot)
the bunny from donny darko (creeps)
substitute teacher (kick me sign, paper airplane in hair)

on saturday night, i skipped the ubiqutious improv party and went to an old-school haunted house with a few friends. it was some of the most fun i've had in recent memory.

i don't scare easily (i think this is addressed in the corn-maze post), but i sure did on saturday. this house had it all - an asylum, a clown room, a deliverance/children of the corn room, a haunted elevator, a pit of darkness, a matrix-y mechanical room, and an alien vortex - you had to walk through a funhouse rotating tube in blacklight, except the bridge was lopsided too. (just thinking about it makes me want to barf. at one point, common sense overtook and i screamed "CLOSE YOUR EYES!"; we think that's the only thing that got us through.)

something funny about being scared -beside the fact that people pay for the feeling - is that part of your real personality comes out when you get there. robyn norris, one of the house-ees, was the perfect scare. she had the horror film high-pitched yelp, and cowered in corners and jumped into arms. i found out when i'm scared, i get really indignant and angry. at one point a hunchbacked man came up to me with some kind of saudering tool, and scraped the grated floor with it so sparks flew EVERYWHERE, in a trail. he growled and gave me creep face. scared, i defensively barked "why would you do that?!", followed by "what is this supposed to mean to me?! am i supposed to follow you?!?", and he smiled a little and nodded his head. now that line has made me the mockery of my friends.

it's gotta say something about you, the way you act when terrified.
at least i didn't piss myself.

7 Comments:

Blogger Rance Rizzutto said...

Awww MAN! I wish I would have put two and two together on Saturday. I didn't even think of how hilarious Robyn is in scary situations. I should have totally gone.

5:26 PM  
Blogger Rich Prouty said...

"it's gotta say something about you, the way you act when terrified. at least i didn't piss myself."

Ouch! Burn on Mary N.!

5:34 PM  
Blogger christine said...

"why would you do that!" you need to sell that line to hollywood writers. Admittingly, one of my fav TV shows is AFV (America's Funniest Home Videos) (maybe should be AFHV now that I think about it.) (anyway, not as painful with T-vo where you can FF all of the stupes commentary and get to the meat of it.....people falling down.) Soooooo....tracy and I were watching last night and the theme was scared people. This guy in a haunted house totally screamed "like a girl" (I hate that I said that) totally high pitched, shaking, he totally had loafers and white socks....hilar.

4:06 AM  
Blogger tara d. said...

rizz: she was hilarious. you blew it.

6:03 AM  
Blogger tara d. said...

prouts: it was an indirect burn. yikes! both deanna and nisi should feel awful about their self-piss.

6:04 AM  
Blogger tara d. said...

chrissy, you make me so happs. this post is hilarious. RANCE! RANCE, are you reading this? this could not be more directly related to your post! YOU ARE THE SAME!

if cms wasn't a gaywad, and you weren't interminably engaged, i'd matchmake you. when you meet, you can dry hump.

6:06 AM  
Blogger Rance Rizzutto said...

uh oh...AFV soulmates.

11:12 AM  

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