A Perfectly Proper Post-Mortem, Pendragon Style  

Posted by Alex Pendragon

Welcome to a slightly delayed edition of The Chronicles of Pendragon Hold! I'm your host, Gomez Ad…….I mean THE Michael, the Patriarch of this humble abode on the edge of redneck suburbia. Today I deliver the promised Halloween edition of this sage saga, if only because we only returned from Tampa yesterday and I was somewhat to tired to think much less do justice to this august blog.

THE Wife, this being the most special time of the year for her (and the entire clan), really put her heart and soul (and lungs and pancreas and….) into getting us both ready for the costume contest that is hosted every year (this being the 3rd annual Witchstock Festival, I believe) by the Witch's Brew, a really cool little metaphysical shop in Old Palm Harbor, Florida, as well as other merchants who front the main street. Simultaneously, the Non-Resident Twin and her husband, whom we affectionately refer to as "Rolling Thunder", prepared themselves with matching costumes, the theme being "The Addams Family", Gomez, Morticia, Wednesday, and Fester. Presented here is photographic evidence of the crime, certified authentic, genuine, and downright scary by the Tampa Bay Forensics Department, although they will deny having had anything to do with it, or even having seen it.

Of course, in any epic contest between contestants bent on winning at all costs, there is always controversy. The Controversy was that from the moment we rolled, strolled, and levitated onto the street, we were getting enthusiastically positive response from spectators, attendees, and zombies, who knew EXACTLY who we were supposed to be dressed up as, rather than having to guess (Like, uh, you're those guys from Day of the Dead, right?) like you sometimes have to do with badly conceived get-ups. Lots of people with cameras just HAD to get our pictures; this has to be like only the seventh time in my life I've been treated like paparazzi bait! OK, maybe the fifth. Would you believe maybe twice?

But of course, there were other worthy opponents in the ring that night. One lady (I'm assuming) had on this home-made robot costume that you KNEW had lots of love put into it's construction, and there were plenty of other folks who did wonderful jobs using their creativity rather than buying some expensive outfit off the rack. Here's, however, what went down by the time they announced the winners..….

The Robot lady won first place (and I begrudgingly admit that maybe she should have) but (Huh?) apparently had had enough of that band (I'll tell you about that band in a minute) and left early, so the award was passed down to the second place winners by default, and THIS is were the utter tragedy occurred. WE, The renowned Addams Family, beloved by the entire crowd all evening, DID NOT place at least SECOND!!!!!! THE HUMANITY! Wednesday, to say the least, was really frowning after hearing this news. Uncle Fester didn't smile. Morticia was MORTIFIED, and I, Gomez, spit out my cigar and would have lit a stick of dynamite had it been real and functional! Or I had a lighter on me, which I didn't because I quit smoking…….damn……..

Nope, folks, a couple who OBVIOUSLY had access to professional grade costumes who were supposed to be Alice (of Wonderland fame) and the Mad Hatter (oh, so THAT's what the hat was about) took second, which made them first by default, which means we won second place (while the crowd chanted "Off with their heads!"..….not OUR heads, mind you….) which earned us a cute purple trophy complete with flying witch and $50 cash money. Now, really, in a perfect world, we would have won first place hands down, but something tells me we had crossed the veil into a slightly altered reality that night……….spooooooky………..

But, it was fun, and we had a ball, DESPITE the band! These guys started off all right, apparently playing the songs they had performed the longest, but as the night wore on, it was quite apparent that they were getting into "haven't quite nailed that one down right" territory which strayed further and further into downright awful! Like that sound resembling nails on a chalkboard awful? Now, the lead singer was not that bad, all told, and each band member probably wasn't all that bad individually, but it just wasn't coming together as a group. Well, I can't play ANYTHING, so I suppose I shouldn't toss stones……….like hell I can't…….I coulda thrown BRICKS!!!!

The Witch's Brew was a really nice little shop, with other-worldly merchandise on one end and delicious treats and drinks on the other, and I wish them the best in this harsh economy. The proprietor was a very friendly woman who was brimming with positive energy. They even host drums circles, tarot readings, and other spooky things inside and out on their patio. I wish we had something like that around here.

As of late I've been having sleep issues, and Friday night I did not sleep one wink, so by Halloween night I was pretty wired but no less enthusiastic. I ensured myself at least SOME recovery by taking a sleeping pill last night and I did get some rest. Even Shiloh the Wonder dog seemed bushed by his adventure in the car and the strange new place with strange new dog butts to sniff.

So, here we are back at the redoubt, and no doubt this will be one Halloween to remember. It's a new year for us pagans, and we wish you and yours a truly happy new year as the wheel of the year turns through all the seasons.


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5 slick comments

You guys looked great! Sorry about not winning 1st, but 2nd is good. Nice trophy.

November 2, 2009 at 3:07 PM

Thank you Jules, and yes, second place is quite good!

November 2, 2009 at 5:02 PM

You look fantastic! What fun!

November 3, 2009 at 1:38 AM

you guys look AWESOME and if you got 2nd, then first must have been exceptional!

November 5, 2009 at 8:03 PM

I like the family photo!

November 9, 2009 at 10:40 PM

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