The one time I was in Panama on Halloween night, the weather was so hot that it didn't drop down to 80 until after midnight. Despite the heat and humidity, I did put on the mask my grandkids provided. It made me sweat like a hog with hot flashes. If the gentle-sex readers don't think I know a little about hot flashes, they should try popping niacin pills for 24-months.
Niacin pills? The doc prescribed them. They helped keep my cholesterol under 500. By the way, the ladies might want to try the niacin cure on their husbands or boy friends whenever they fail to appreciate what women go through when hot flashes take over their thermostats and drive them bananas.
The cold also caused problems with masks. When I was doing time in Minnesota because Honeywell needed my talents, my Halloween mask felt worse than a dry-ice facial. After the tricking and treating was over, it took me three hours in a hot tub before I could separate the mask from my face. It was even worse than the time I licked a bronze statue's lollypop during a blizzard. At the time, the temperature had dived to twenty below.
As my self-portrait shows, I can scare enough kiddies without any gimmicks. I, however, am used to my looks. They no longer scare me. On the other hand, when I see myself in a mask, my blood pressure rises. By the time it drops back to 189, the tiny goblins have all gone to bed.
I can attest to the rumor that beauty is only skin deep. My skin got thinner each year after forty. By the time I reached eighty, the warts and the lesions began to peek through.
What's the need for a mask when the only activity I can handle around Halloween involves handing out candy to the pre-teen goblins. These spooky lost souls keep ringing my doorbell until well after my 6 PM bedtime.
Although I am cheap, I still feed trick-or-treaters junk food. I don't dare hand out nourishing booty like carrots and apples. The one time I provided health foods, the kids decorated my windows with enough GI soap for 25 washings and enough decorations to TP ten trees. I didn't complain. I recovered most of the soap and TP. I didn't run out of either for over a month.
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