tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post4836770234581225179..comments2024-03-28T07:00:43.256-06:00Comments on Author Elana Johnson: Things I Just Don't GetElana Johnsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05877856005992028912noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-24763383762747662282008-10-16T16:51:00.000-06:002008-10-16T16:51:00.000-06:00FAST! YES! is that genetic? it must be, b/c i AM T...FAST! YES! is that genetic? it must be, b/c i AM THE SAME WAY. STEP ON IT OLD MAN!!<BR/><BR/>is this a bad time to tell you that i am going to be a 1994 high school class president for halloween? i'm even going to try to do the utah claw hair thing. and i have tapered pants with zippers on the sides.jesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00952924523610953137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-43871950228326371582008-10-15T18:06:00.000-06:002008-10-15T18:06:00.000-06:00Kate - what a fun memory. Sadly, I have none. All...Kate - what a fun memory. Sadly, I have none. All I remember is that I either had to go as a Smurf (yes, remember those lame blue dudes?) or a drunken bum. Halloween...shudders.<BR/><BR/>Jen - I know! Twix, bring it on. And I'm a huge wimp too. I don't like being scared, and I don't think it's funny to scare other people. At least it's only one day a year.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-52014064954419204632008-10-15T16:44:00.000-06:002008-10-15T16:44:00.000-06:00I dislike Halloween on several levels. First of al...I dislike Halloween on several levels. First of all, I'm a complete and utter baby when it comes to all things scary. Hate haunted houses, hate scary movies, the list goes on. Why people would want to scare themselves is totally beyond me. I also don't get the candy thing. Who on earth would enjoy eating smarties anyway? I would much rather go buy a pack of Twix bars. I personally give out pencils, little toys, or cracker packs to kids because I eat too much candy as it is and the last thing I need is to perpetuate the madness by sending it to other peoples' houses.<BR/><BR/>I do agree with Kate, though, about the magic of the post-Trick-or-Treating candy traditions. We sorted all our candy just like they did. Then I would take mine, count it up, and figure out how many days I could make it last if I ate one piece each day. Yeah, it was gone in a day and a half every year. :DJennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16141242470309097210noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9058478111996476699.post-10655721040117256852008-10-15T15:39:00.000-06:002008-10-15T15:39:00.000-06:00I cannot explain the slow drivers (especially the ...I cannot explain the slow drivers (especially the ones who pull out in front of you - I don't think it is judgemental to say that such people are HORRIBLE) nor can I explain boilers, but Halloween I can do. <BR/><BR/>My sisters and I had a tradition of when we came home from trick or treating we would dump our candy on the couch, floor, or table and then sort everything into little piles. Snickers, Skittles, M&M's, etc. There was always the most perfect mix of every kind of candy you could ever want. You just can't buy that. Also my dad would then "inspect" our candy for needles or whatever and every year would say, "Oh, yeah, this doesn't look good. You better just give it all to me."Kate Karyus Quinnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15581176126578915929noreply@blogger.com