"Ghosts, like ladies, never speak till spoke to." -- Richard Harris Barham

So, last night Mike and I were on our way home when suddenly I remembered that we needed water. We always need water. I drink a gallon of it a day and Mike's working towards a similar goal, so we need water. Often. And yes, I know that blah blah blah I should drink tap water out of a metal bottle because Evian isn't very green but you know what... You know what? I don't care. I don't like the taste of Tucson's tap water. And YES, Mike and I once did a double blind taste test and I could tell which was which because (and this is where I sound insane) Evian has a totally different mouth feel and it's the easiest water for me to drink. Besides, we recycle everything religiously so we're upholding our end of the bargain. We buy it, we recycle it and if things go a rye from there... Not my fault.

Anyway, we pulled into the food store parking lot and that's when I saw them... Pumpkins. Glorious orange globes of pumpkin-y goodness! And there were hundreds of them. HUNDREDS! I was in Pumpkin Heaven. Before we had even parked I spotted two that I needed to have right away. Once we parked, and I had taken my seatbelt off (Mike and I are having a thing right now we're he noticed that I've started taking my seatbelt off before The Truck is in park, which is dangerous, so he's been shouting at me. Lovingly, of course, to not do that.) I actually hopped out to inspect them up close. This might not sound like a big deal to anyone who's been healthy and able bodied for the last few years but I haven't been so something as simple as casually getting out of The Truck and looking at a pile of pumpkins is HUGE for me.

So, I pointed out the ones I wanted to Mike and he grabbed them on his way into the supermarket while I climbed back into The Truck. And while he was in the store, I got bored. (You can only Tweet so often. At least I can. Right now. Because my right hand is killing me. Repetitive stress injury. Bad writer, not enough stretching.) I ended up zoning out on the pumpkin pile for a little while before a random little thought popped into my head. Something inside me said "grab your camera." That sounded like a great idea to me, after all there was a great looking pumpkin pile in front of me. I snapped a few shots and then sat back to review them.

And that's when I saw it. This perfect orb, hovering perfectly in the center of one shot, with a tiny trail behind it... It wasn't even officially the first day of October and I already had my first ghost photo! And it's a good one. Actually, there were a few good orb photos but this one was fantastic. I asked whoever it was that popped up on my camera to do me a solid a let me take another photo of them and then snapped a few more shots. I didn't just get one orb this time I had about three twirling around on my frames. And that was when I remembered that a few years ago Mike I used to stop at this particular food store all the time late at night and while I'd sit in the car and think about not bleeding to death I'd usually zone out because of the anemia. And one night I noticed that there was this one light that would flicker on and off when I'd look at it and me being me I started talking to it. And after a few more late night visits, trust me there we tons, I developed a casual chatty conversational relationship with whoever it was that was flashing me. I worked out a system of yes and no questions and we went on like that for a while. Then one day Mike and I stopped going to that food store for one reason or another. We're like that. We go through phases about areas we hang out in.

Well, I'm pretty sure that my little friend remembered me and popped by to say hi. (I'd like to upload the photos to my Blog but every time I've tried to crazy things have happened. I so need to find a new place to blog.) It wasn't even the first of October yet and I already had a great ghost photo on my hands!

But, today is the first day of October and we all know what that means... It's my favorite time of year! Now, I love my birthday and I love spring. I also enjoy Christmas and Easter, but I live for and love October. I look forward to October all year long. (However I don't wish I had been born in October. Ironic, no? Eh, I'm a proud Leo/Virgo, I'd be a terrible Libra.) When summer starts I grit my teeth and tell myself that if I can endure just one more Tucson summer (i.e. Hell) then I'll be able to enjoy another October. And like every year before eventually October arrives and I am reveling in it. I began plotting out my ideas for my house this year in the middle of August and I can't wait to see how it's all going to come out. I've got sketches and pages I've torn out from magazines but nothing compares to seeing it in person. So, today I'll be watching Mike put the first layer of lights up on my house. (That's right, we'll be decorating in layers this year, it's all part of the theme, which I'll be revealing later on...)

And as for The Ghost of The Day, a classic institution I've been sharing on MySpace for years. It's not going to happen this year. Not because I don't want to do it. And not because I can't find some amazing ghost photos and ghost stories but because it's just too much of a pain in the ass to get anything to post decently on this blog anymore. It's a bummer to me but I've just decided to carry on the tradition on my Facebook account. And this time I'm doing it with a twist. This year I'm sharing Ghostly Video Clips. That's right, it's that time of year again. The time of year when I haunt you with grim grinning ghosts who've come out to socialize... on video!

What's this... Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Am I actually going to be showing video footage of the disembodied? Or is it just your imagination? Oh, I didn't mean to frighten you prematurely; the real chills come later. Now, as they say, look alive, and we'll continue our little tour on Facebook.

MWA HA HA HA HA

*poof*