He'll rip yer lungs out, Jim

This is my Happy Halloween iTunes playlist. I haven't updated my operating system for like, years ( a graphic designer! that works at Apple! I know. I'm mad lazy. Not really all that technologically inclined, neither.) Do you remember that show Count Duckula? It's this old cartoon, that my 'rents bought and my dad ripped the theme song from the DVD and made it an MP3 file. Whaaaat? I know. See, there are genetic reasons I'm as dorky as I am.




Best Halloween song ever: Castin My Spell--by um, someone really oldschool. Not sure who. I don't know why I've always been obsessed with it, it just makes me bubbly happy.



I was *always* in love with british things. Even my cartoons when I was like 6. This and Danger Mouse, shuuuuut uuuuuuuup!

In an amazing twist of fate, Shane Bartell is coming back to NYC to play a CMJ date tomorrow on Halloween. I will be there. Harboring my newfound love for him. In a Sailor Mars costume.