Halloween has come and gone....

Actually this is NOT a Halloween picture.
It was a life-size poster in a theater lobby for a horror film.
All I had to do was stick my head through the hole above the creature's hand and assume a properly terrified face.
I think I did a good job.
The cutout was rather large so I attempted to darken the open space around my face.
The arms were part of the poster so I added color because they represented MY arms.
The overall effect is truly in the spirit of October 31.

Here's another paper cutout that gave me a photo opp.
I like the way both the "Duke" and I have our belts fixed.
He's on the left.
This was taken during a stay in St. Louis when I had my two grandsons come over by Amtrak from mid-Missouri to stay with me a few days.
To this day their mother does not know I was late - about 20 minutes - in meeting the train and the two teenagers were waiting alone at the train station. Yikes.
Michael, the older boy was on the phone when I rushed in, out of breath from running.
"Grandpa, I was trying to call Mom but nobody answered."YES!
It could have been scary.
(Click on the photos for more detail.) Recently I attended the wedding /reception for both Grandsons. They each brought up the railroad station situation but, fortunately, their Mom was standing far away and didn't hear. Whew.
Labels: AMTRAK, cardboard cutouts, grandsons, John Wayne, Michael and Matthew, scary Halloween, St. Louis, The Duke

So, let's recap my blogging: I've written about my dad towing me and my broken down junker car - twice - and still bragging that I'm his son.
"Showed" my Mom supposedly sipping a yard of ale at the old Backstage Deli in North Charleston..and she is 92, a
church lady and doesn't drink beer or anything else that's fermented.
Let's see, I posted a photo of my younger brother as he - allegedly - impersonated a US Marine and I implied (actually said) my older brother stole pop bottles as a youth on Folly Beach.

Hmmm. Because I try not to mention any of my ex-wives I'm running out of subjects for discussion. Or dissection.
Oh wait, there's my two grandsons in Missouri.
They told me they could fly. And...they did.
Naturally I was skeptical.
They live in
"The Show Me" state so I asked for a demonstration of them kicking free of gravity.

Technically they were in free fall above a trampoline so I'll give them that one.
I'll have to check to make sure
all my children have been involved in
fun-on-dad's-blog.
[Please click on the red headline above to see a video on a photography project I started back in February. There are some VERY talented people involved. Since I'm older than most of them, the
twentysomethings try to keep me up to date on the newest online and computer developments! Thank goodness I found a digital camera on my own.
Let me know what you think. Thanks.]
Labels: Backstage Deli, free of gravity, grandsons, Missouri, Show Me State, thedigitel.com, trampoline, twentysomethings, yards of ale