Friday, October 31, 2008

Black Cat Lore According to Paul


Now this is sound advice for anyone interested in avoiding the uncommonly bad luck, possibly resulting in death or dismemberment, brought on this season by the legendary black cat crossing one's path. Two days ago Paul and I were walking through the school parking lot at an hour too early to relate when a black cat slinked (yes, it slinked) from between some parked cars in front of us and walked directly across our path so boldly and broadly that there was no avoiding the cursed trail he left in his wake. I was, naturally, frozen in superstitious fear, but Paul immediately sprang into action. He took my hand and led me in sort of a wobbly circle which eventually rejoined our original course toward the business building.

"There" he looked triumphant, "we are now safe."
"How?" I asked confused, and a little dizzy. "We still have to cross it's path."
"No," he insisted confidently, "we have negated his powers by curving our path into his path but still away from it..." and then I think there was something about a trajectory and the healing powers of spinning in a circle. Needless to say I was a bit skeptical with regard to Paul's certain knowledge of black cat lore that seemed to come out of nowhere, but the prospect of being late to class eventually drove all thoughts of cats, black or otherwise, out of our minds and we speed-walked directly through the ominous path of said cat on to class.

Due to the fact that I am still alive and in possession of all my limbs one or more assertions can be drawn from this scientific experience. First Paul's take on counteracting black cat powers must be accurate. I have also considered the possibility that the cat was actually not black and it was just too dark outside. In the event that Paul's little cat dance actually worked, the scientific method would also dictate that handstands deter werewolves and leeches hate loud music. You are welcome to use this powerful information to your advantage. Have a safe and fun Halloween everyone!

Thursday, October 30, 2008

The Return of the Butterfinger


When I was young and in my trick-or-treating phase of life (let's face it, if it was socially acceptable I still probably would be trick or treating), the Butterfinger Bar was considered the payload of trick-or-treat candy. Not being bold enough to actually rifle through an outstretched bowl of candy for my favourite bar, I had trained my eyes to search out even the tiniest speck of characteristic orange wrapper poking up among other, lesser-quality, offerings. The night's take was pretty much valued by the pile of Butterfingers lovingly separated from the evening's regular revenue.

Since those days I have lost touch with Butterfinger. It may have had something to do with four years of braces or limited expendable income, but for some reason Butterfinger and I became estranged. I am pleased to report that his year, with the full support of Paul, Butterfinger and I have rekindled our affair. It was only last Sunday that my Grandma persuaded me to take home a handful candy bars and the spark of passion that had lain latent all these years was reignited into a candy-craving inferno. I'm not expecting this wild rendezvous to last long (most likely until Halloween is over) but I'm glad that for a few fun-sized bites every once in a while I get to relive my childhood. I encourage everyone to dig out the phone number of a favourite childhood treat from which you've grown apart and re-live a bit of the fun of the Halloween season.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Footage Revealed!

Due to the extremely sensitive nature of the footage you are about to see from deep within the recesses of the famed Club 33 this blog must be posted anonymously in complete anonymity and under anonymous circumstances by yours truly, who shall not be named. That said, I think the music selection by the Club 33 Sound and Light crew is quite apropos.