Thread: Typical day of haunting

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This is my basic routine when building my props/haunt. I think I'm crazy and so does everyone else.

I started my day by pounding 2 16 oz. diet Rockstars. A must for haunting! Fired up the stereo in the garage and put in a mixed CD I made (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Social Distortion, Sublime, Offspring) and let the Rockstar do it's job. Originally, I was going to just wrap a PVC frame in foam and build a static body for my coffin. Maybe it was the caffiene, but I started looking around my garage and found a huge roll of drip line that I had, so I said screw it and built me a ribcage. I began to put this thing together and started slapping on the liquid latex. I just snowballed. Then I was rocking out to the Chili Peppers and started to think how crazy-weird it would be to have a checkerboard room with a blacklight and a strobe (the song "Give it Away" was on, followed by Rollercoaster of Love). I think that thought came from the weirdness of those two songs, which, of course, you would play in your bad-acid-trip checkboard room. The whole time I'm singing along with the lyrics and my 2 year old comes out and starts dancing around in the garage. She is always interested in what I'm doing, and she came over and said "Whatcha doin' dad?" I told her I was building a monster and she said "OOOOOHHH!" and laughed. This is the same kid that laughed the whole way through Pirates of the Carribean and thought it was the best thing ever. Mid-chorus through "Story of My Life" by Social Distortion, which of course I was singing along to, my wife came home from the store and looked at me like I was a complete nut job. The look had some merit to it, because she told me "you are a weirdo". I can't see why. It was 105 degrees in my garage and I'm blasting punk rock and building a zombie in mid July, with a full-size coffin laying at my feet, which my daughter is now playing with her dolls in. What's weird about that? I now have a rotting torso attached to my workbench. Another day of haunting in the books!

I don't know why I decided to share this story, but it's basically my routine when I get buisy on Halloween stuff. I just let my brain run wild. Things just evolve. I start with a plan and end so far away from that original plan that I can't remember how I got there. Even though my neighbors say I'm nuts for spending the summer in my garage sweating by butt off for something that happens in October, they count on me to bring the fun on Halloween night. My kids think all the stuff I make is the coolest stuff they have ever seen and they get involved with my building. Do any of you have funny routines like this? I guess the "routine" here for me is the massive dose of go-juice, loud music, and my wife calling the people in the white coats to come get me! How 'bout you?

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The day ended when I wasn't paying attention and ran a drywall screw into my left index finger. Unfortunately, I run a screw into that same finger every year. Must be the caffiene.

Typical! That sounds like a GOOD day to me! Love the setting . It's what makes life worth living. It sure ain't the money! Haunt till the day I die and then a little while longer! Thanks for sharing.

Originally Posted by thathalloweenguy

Typical! That sounds like a GOOD day to me! Love the setting . It's what makes life worth living. It sure ain't the money! Haunt till the day I die and then a little while longer! Thanks for sharing.

I second that! Two thumbs up VH!