Wednesday, October 29, 2008


I would like to thank all of you, who have been so kind and left comments and sent e-mails to me. I am so flattered that you enjoy my blog and my view of my little corner of the world and some of the things I find interesting and intriguing. I want you all to know that I have met so many interesting fun people and great new friends. I LOVE your blogs, it is so amazing how many inspiring, creative people there are out there in blog-world. Your blogs amaze me, there are so many wonderful things to see and learn, about your hobbies, interests, family and you. So THANK YOU and keep up the great work!

Monday, October 27, 2008

Ghouls Gone Wild

Oklahoma City's annual Halloween parade was last Saturday night. The grand marshall was April Wahlin, the Next Elvira, the Flaming Lips, Wayne Coyne and of course the March of 1000 Flaming Skeletons. I haven't seen it, but here is a pic of Wayne Coyne from his sci-fi film, Christmas on Mars. Check out this IFC interview.

Sunday, October 19, 2008

Friday, October 17, 2008


So, how do you like my new spooky music? I heard it on playlists on a friend's MySpace page and had vague recollections of having heard it before. It is by Clara Rockmore (1911-1998), theremin virtuoso. If you don't know what a theremin is, I didn't either, thank god for the "internets" though. It's an electronic music device invented in 1919, that is played by not touching it, but by waving your hands around between the two antennae. It has been used in movies as spooky background music, but Clara Rockmore took it to another level and could play the classics on it extremely well. She was great friends with theremin inventor, Lev Theremin, it is rumored that he even proposed marriage to her. Some movies that featured theremin music were, The Lost Weekend(1945), Hitchcock's Spellbound(1945), The Thing Another World(1951), and more recently Batman Forever (1995), eXistenZ(1999) and The Machinist(2004). Which just goes to show, I can learn something new every day. (Not how to play the theremin, but that there is a theremin.) For a sample of Clara Rockmore's music check out my playlist on the sidebar.


Monday, October 13, 2008

I had green glitter,

but if I had Swarovski crystals...

These are designed by Fabien Baron and aren't they deliciously spooky?

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Fab Five

Yes, this is one of Martha's ideas, she did glittered skulls and bones under glass. Of course Martha's are perfect and mine are kind of moldly looking with patchy glitter (that wouldn't stick in some spots), which only reinforces the fact that I am definitely not Martha. I've used miscellaneous candleholders, green spanish moss and really cheap skulls with green glitter. I like it. My kids are always afraid I will use something like this year there's an idea.

Monday, October 6, 2008

I have a very special friend...

who always is thinking of me and doing sweet thoughtful things. After I had a not very great week, my friend came in with this wonderful bag for me and a cute little sugar skull key cover. So very thoughtful, from someone who is always calling me the "sugar skull queen". She is such a beautiful, funny, thoughtful person, I am so lucky to have her for a daughter. She blogs too, at Shirley Clifford at tumblr .

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Wednesday, October 1, 2008


"...that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay. That country composed in the main of cellars, sub-cellars, coal bins closets, attics, and pantries faced away from the sun. That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain..." Ray Bradbury 1955 October Country
"Welcome to a land Ray Bradbury calls "the Undiscovered Country" of his imagination--that vast territory of ideas, concepts, notions and conceits where the stories you now hold were born. America's premier living author of short fiction, Bradbury has spent many lifetimes in this remarkable place--strolling through empty, shadow-washed fields at midnight; exploring long-forgotten rooms gathering dust behind doors bolted years ago to keep strangers locked out.. and secrets locked in. The nights are longer in this country. The cold hours of darkness move like autumn mists deeper and deeper toward winter. But the moonlight reveals great magic here--and a breathtaking vista."