the one before hallowe'en.
i won't be toilet papering any schools.
i won't be shaving creaming and door handles.
i won't be soaping any windows.
i will be wrapping up some cupcake baking,
and i afterwards i most certainly will be using a superhot glue gun.
that's what sort of mischief i get up to these days.
i dress up.
playing the part of an industrious man of science,
a professor of lightning-harnessing atmospheric storm-navigation,
and an al-around fancy man about town.
and on mischief night/day,
i doo-doo that costume-type sh!t.
check the telport:
with the tippity-top hat,
and that big ol' burly brass-breathing deep-pressurized
upper ionospheric diving harness?
it's kind of expert.
i sure hope so.
with those tailored tweeds,
and all the rest of it, too.
mischief is on the menu,
and so is pumpkin flavored everything.
rules is rules, neighbors, and that's just how it's gonna be.
oh, okay, have a little more:
how would power the dang thing?
which is why it has one, obvi.
and from the back:
sassy, sophisticated, steamy steampunk preholiday active participation.
i just love costumes, kids.
get a closer look at this sh!t:
i just want y'all to know how much work,
against time and the weather, that this little jobber took.
...because it was a flippin' ordeal.
all kinds of painting, and priming and plasti-dipping,
plus lights and pleather and tacks and rivets and everything.
and this is just one of three,
over the next few days.
of course, there's so much more to say,
and even more still left to do.
i'm cutting this one short,
because it's all still going on, especially right now;
never quiet, never soft.....