Thread: Confessions of a Propaholic

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Originally Posted by TheGothicPrincess

My friends get angry whenever I say no I can't go out drinking with you, don't have the money for alcohol, because I have to use that money for Halloween Prop building.

Last night at 10:30 I am out on the front porch, detailing away on my tombstone project. My hubby sticks his head out the door and says hey you coming to bed. I look at him and say, does it look like I am anywhere near finished.. he just shakes his head and goes off to bed.. No wonder my back has been hurting for 3 days, all the bending over this tombstone..

I can only imagine the credit card company lady looking over my statement each month:
ax, rags, saw, visqueen, coffin, fake blood, wine bottles, dremel tool attachments, chain, foam, duct tape, paint, glue, etc...

Ah, yes, the things we must pass on in life in order to maintain our "habit" going. Alas, our friends just don't understand. (I bet our significant others/spouses also had no idea what they were getting into.) Hey, I'm impressed that you knew how to use a Dremel. The BIG thrill and score for me is when I find Krylon RED or BLACK latex spray paint at a store...on hand...without special ordering...more than one of each. That makes feel giddy all over!

Bill

Originally Posted by Head Spook

Okay guys, I'm supposed to be working right now. Instead I am LMAO over these posts. So here is mine:

Hello, my name is Head Spook, and I'm a propaholic and halloween junkie. No matter how much halloween stuff I accumulate, I can't help my craving for more. I need the high. I can't live without the rush I get when I see something at a thrift store or garage sale that will make a perfect addition to the haunt at some ridiculously low price. Has my addiction affected my relationships; absolutely. You either get on the train with me, or I'll throw you on the tracks.

Whhhoooooo- whoooo...all aboard!!

Have a great week!
Bill

Originally Posted by TNBrad

Yeah my neighbor and friends all know IF YOU SOMETHING TNB want the foam out of the box it came in, never mind what was in the box... just the packing stuff. LOL
also I live in a major tourist area and there is an antic mall, shop, ban within every mile... if not "turn back.. your lost".
May I should start posting pictures of what I saw today there are some really COOL stuff one place even has old horse drawn buggies and carts well maybe I'll put a few up and see what happens.

Yeah, man, gimme BIG foam! The bigger the better. It's just a bitch to cut sometimes.

Bill

Originally Posted by Baron Samedi

*Boo hoo*....*sob*...I've even stolen my mother-in-laws furniture to make props..*sob*

Oh..the shame! The shame! (insert sly, somewhat insincere grin...)

Okay mister, you bought 10 minutes in time out.

I'm sure we've heard it all before. Sound familiar? "...And wash that paper mache off your hands first...and get the sawdust off your shoes before you walk in here...and put your saw away before I trip over it again...and why does our charge card have ANOTHER trip to Lowe's/Home Depot on it...and can STOP cutting holes in garbage cans...and will you please turn off the lights out there when you come to bed (I'm too tired and it's too late to wait up for you)...and why do you ALWAYS wait till the last minute to make this stuff...where did our Igloo ice chest disappear to...don't you think you have enough extension cords...Honey, who is "Haunt (fill in the blank) props.com; they Emailed another order shipment confirmation...did you see our electric bill for October...Honey, the neighborhood kids want to help put up the cemetery."

And now our frequent plight, "You threw out WHAT?? I was gonna use it for a prop this year! Awwwww. man, what am I gonna do now??" (Yup, I see you grinning at that line, you propaholic, you)

Happy Pre-Halloween!

Bill

Originally Posted by JustWhisper

Me too. I have them everywhere; binders and composition notebooks. I am constantly taking notes and making little drawings.


Actually, I'm the happy wife. My husband is only happy when he can get that stupid Honda S2000 in the garage. It's my garage, dammit! He got the car, I got the garage. Didn't I? Unless he wants me to use his stupid car for a workbench. And don't think I won't do it. I will. Don't test me.

Yup, I'm starting my second, big, fat binder.

Originally Posted by JustWhisper

I had already posted this on the 28th, but I will repost it here since this thread has been started, and this seems to be the appropriate place for it to rest:

Hi, my name is JW and I'm also a propaholic. It's been 3 months since my last build. I admit I am starting to have major withdrawals and it's getting harder to control it. I have started hiding schematics around my house, I tell my family I am visiting friends in the hospital when I am really thrift-shopping, I sneak up into the attic when no one is around and talk to my props. I have even gone so far as to sell some of my belongings so I could afford to buy stuff online when it was on sale. My family thinks I am out of control. I have seen the way they look at me when I take things out of the neighbors garbage. My god, I feel so guilty. But what can I do? WHAT CAN I DO????

Help out the haunt Creatures at Big Lagoon and tell them "but it's for charity" and that if you don't the park may have to close!

Help out the haunt Creatures at Big Lagoon and tell them "but it's for charity" and that if you don't the park may have to close!

There are so many things around here I would LOVE to help at, including Big lagoon and Stage Fright at PLT. But I never have enough time (because all haunters build right up till the 11th hour) to get my yard finished. My daughter works at Stage Fright each year.
After Hurricane Ivan I was going to NOT do the haunted yard. So much debris around I was worried about the ToTs hurting themselves. Man! Did I ever hear it from the neighborhood kids and adults. I guess they needed something familiar and constant about then, with so much chaos. So I built it and they came. So my excuse from then on has been..."Honey, you remember that year I tried not to do this. And everyone got mad at me. I HAVE to do it...for the kids."

Originally Posted by IshWitch

Definitely a Propaholic!
We were planting some tomatoes last week and hubby was grousing about how there were still Halloween things around. Well, yeah! In the garage and in the shed! While he was looking for the tiller attachment.
So I didn't put everything in the storage unit, so what!?!
LOL
Hubby says I'm obsessed, like its a bad thing!

You know, one swift blow from a shovel properly "applied directly to the head" would instill him with a sense of...um...well, okay, render him speechless and unconscious (thus making him easier to bury), and that would correct such blatant, untrue remarks. Tomato, schlamoto, just make him into fertilizer. But that would mean you would have to find another sucker, I mean spouse, to fill his shoes. And then you would have to train that guy all over again to be like the one you just turned into an earthworm buffet. Nah, I ain't worth the kill...at least not at this time. Just put down the shovel and back away. Let it go; we men have poor judgment in our statements some days...most days.

11th hour?
Never heard of it!


Heck! I am usually late to make the eleventh hour! heheheh!
Yeah, know whatcha mean. I would love to help out with a haunt hear, but that would take time away from my yard!
Shoot! I wish I had time to roam around and at least look at the other yards!
That's the difference between a propaholic and a hauntaholic, we can't leave our props!

Originally Posted by JustWhisper

There are so many things around here I would LOVE to help at, including Big lagoon and Stage Fright at PLT. But I never have enough time (because all haunters build right up till the 11th hour) to get my yard finished. My daughter works at Stage Fright each year.
After Hurricane Ivan I was going to NOT do the haunted yard. So much debris around I was worried about the ToTs hurting themselves. Man! Did I ever hear it from the neighborhood kids and adults. I guess they needed something familiar and constant about then, with so much chaos. So I built it and they came. So my excuse from then on has been..."Honey, you remember that year I tried not to do this. And everyone got mad at me. I HAVE to do it...for the kids."

Great story. Little kids need something to rely upon; even if it's simple. Keep up the goodwill.