Candy canes are on the shelves at CVS, it must be Halloween!

Trick Or Treat.

All Hallows’ Eve, Samhain, Hallowe’en, or as I like to call it “No, I Can’t Go to the Fucking Haunted House.”

My epilepsy went into remission when I was 8 years old (I think,) but since then I’ve been fairly photosensitive to strobe lights. I haven’t had a seizure in years, but those damn flashing lights give me massive headaches and will still make me very lightheaded. I’ve fallen over in clubs before.


I wonder if there’s any corn maizes up here?