October is awesome.
I carved some punkins this week. First time in years. Michelangelo had David. Leonardo had Mona Lisa.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Bender!
Later in the week we went to Acres of Terror for a couple of reasons:
Reason #1) Uh, I really can't remember...
Reason #2) There was a beer garden.
So here I am, wandering through darkened buildings and corn mazes searching for beer like its the pot of gold at the end of my rainbow.
We get to another dark empty room and its not that scary but we're still holding hands anyway. I look around a little bit.
"Is this where the beer is?"
Some guy jumps out with a chainsaw, she screams and grabs onto me.
"Uh, yeah, Whiskey sour."
"Next room," he says in a raspy voice and heads back into the shadows for the next group.