HOLIDAZED

¡YA LO CARGO EL PAYASO!

Just in time for the Cinco de Mayo festival, the sideshow is ready for a fiesta.  This time, Charlie Barker has traded in his straw hat and cane for a sombrero and zarape to tell his stories from south of the border.  We’re going to Mexico!

For our first foray into the frightening fiesta, it’s the legend of THE HAIRY HAND, also known as La Mano Peluda.  Next, Charlie relates the tale of WINDOW DRESSING, which is sure to turn a few heads.  Lastly, it is another stop on our “States of Fear” all the way in Los Alamos, New Mexico.  Here, we learn about LA MALA HORA.  This is the bad hour, where a highway wraith haunts lonely travelers.

After the fiesta, it’s time for a siesta.  G’nite until next time.  Now, close your eyes.

GHOSTS AND SPIRITS: DELTA WINDS

The only reprieve the prisoners faced from the enveloping silence were the sand storms or snowfall as carried on those same Delta winds, though they must have been somewhat angrier in that time. As we walked along, each lost in our own thoughts, we dwelled on the past. The ghosts were strong here. The horrific history of the internment camp haunts the place.

THE CIRCUS HAS ARRIVED…

The tents are being set up
The sideshow is finally here
Come back again on Tuesday
To get your fair share of fear

FRIDAY THE 13th of OCTOBER

Ladies and Gentlemen, the Circus of the Unknown is on the horizon. The billowing smoke from the engine can be seen from this distance. The flat ground before you will soon be broken by tents and carts and stakes and rope. The circus is on the horizon.

Though the circus has yet to open, the air is ripe with possibility. There is electric excitement, charging the atmosphere enough to stand hair on end. You can feel the change that’s coming.

There will be a time we may not remember the calm before the proverbial storm. Once the Ferris wheel is turning and the cotton candy is spinning, it may be difficult to believe that there was a time before the circus was here. This is the nature of the beast. To live in the moment and lose track of all else.

All too soon, the circus will pull up stakes and head off into the mountainous pass beyond. That is also not a thought that comes to mind when the fun is in full gear. To contemplate the end.

Friday the 13th is a good day. A lucky day. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.

It is a day to look ahead to the things coming. A time to know that it is all still ahead of us. Hold your breath. It will be here soon now.

And the sideshow will be there, too.