TRICK OR TREAT ON CARROLL AVE.

FOR ALL HALLOWS EVE~ 2013, ONCE AGAIN I WAS AT CARROLL AVE~ THE HIGHEST CONCENTRATION OF VICTORIAN HOUSES IN LA.

I WENT  WITH  ANTEBELLUM INTERN AURALYNN WHEN.

WE HAD A BLAST... HERE'S ALL THE GORY DETAILS.

 IT'S A TRADITION FOR ME TO DRESS AS MY BLACK CAT- PYEWACKETT. EVEN THOUGH HE DIED LAST NOVEMBER AT THE RIPE OLD AGE OF 21 1/2, I DECIDED IT WOULD BE MY TRIBUTE TO CONTINUE TO BE PYEWACKETT. I PULLED OUT MY BLACK FAKE FUIT PANTS WITH ATTACHED TAIL, DESIGNED BY A REAL FURRY NAMED BUSHY CAT WAY BACK IN 2000.   I WAS TRAUMATIZED BECAUSE I COULD'NT FIND MY CAT EARS.. I FELT INCOMPLETE. AURALYNN WORE HER ADORABLE VINTAGE KITTY TIGER COSTUME. SHE CHOSE A SEXY PAIR OF MULES AND HER TIGER EARS WERE INTACT. DESPITE MY LACK OF EARS WE LOOKED GOOD.

CARROLL AVE.  HAS A GREAT ATMOSPHERE. ALL THE HOMES ARE CIRCA 1890S THU 1918ISH AND ARE PERFECTLY RESTORED. EXCEPT THIS ONE HOUSE.

WE DECORATED OUR.. THE HOUSE'S... STEPTS WITH VARIOUS BLACK CATS AND I BROUGHT MY FLASHLIGHTS, PLACE BLUE GELS ON THE LIGHTS AND SET THEM TO STROBE. IT WAS VERY DRAMATIC.

 WE SAT IN FRONT OF THIS AMAZING HOUSE, AND GAVE OUT CANDY. I'D BROUGHT 8 BAGS OF CANDY. WE RAN OUT IN LESS THAN AN HOUR. AT ONE POINT WE HAD THE MOST KIDS ON THE BLOCK.

 WE HAD PREVIOUSLY  THOUGHT THE HOUSE WAS ABANDONED, BUT AS WE RAN OUT OF CANDY THIS MAN WITHOUT A COSTUME CAME UP AND ASKED IF WE LIVED THERE. I SAID NO, HE SAID, "DO YOU KNOW WHO DOES?" I SAID NO. HE SAID- "I DO."

 WE THOUGHT HE WAS MAD, BUT THEN HE SAID HE LIKED WHAT WE DID.

THAT OUR HEARTS WERE IN THE RIGHT PLACE. HE SAT AND  CHATTED WITH US FOR A LONG TIME. HIS NAME IS DON. DON TOLD US ALL ABOUT CARROLL ST AND THE HISTORY OF HIS HOUSE. SEEMS HE BOUGHT IN THE 70S DURING THE EARLY HOUSING BOOM, BUT THEN RAN OUT OF $$ AS HE BEGAN RESTORATION. SO HE JUST LEFT THE HOUSE UNFINISHED.

 THIS ENTIRE TIME KIDS STILL KEPT TRYING TO GET CANDY FROM US EVEN WHEN I PUT THE BARRICADE BACK IN PLACE. THEY TRIED TO CRAWL UNDER.

 IT WAS REALLY FUN.

DON  LIVES IN THE HOUSE.  IT WAS HIS BARRICADE.

WE SAID OUR GOODBYES TO DON THEN AFTERWARDS WALKED ABOUT AND LOOKED AT ALL THE VICTORIANS... YOU KNOW I LOVE THAT.

THERE WAS THIS ONE LADY DRESSED AS A WITCH IN FRONT OF HER APARTMENT- CIRCA 1907.

 SHE HAD NO TRICK OR TREAT KIDS! SHE WAS A LONE WITCH. SHE STARTED TO TALK WITH US.. EVERYONE THAT NIGHT LIKED US... SO FAR.

THE LONE WITCH SAID,  "ARE YOU GOING TO THE PARTY NEXT DOOR? THEY'VE BEEN WORKING ON IT FOR A WEEK... THEY JUST MOVED IN.. NEVER INTRODUCED THEMSELVES AND DIDN'T EVEN INVITE ME! I'M GONNA CRASH IT. YOU GUYS SHOULD CHECK IT OUT"

 SO WE WALKED OVER THERE....  THE HOUSE WAS DECORATED LIKE A BIG BILLOWY CLOUD. YOU ENTER THE FRONT DOOR DECORATED LIKE AN OPEN CLOUD MOUTH.

 THE WAS A LADY AT THE DOOR, SHE WAS NOT IN COSTUME.

WE SAID ~  "WE'RE HERE FOR THE PARTY, "AND SHE LET US IN!

WE WERE THE FIRST TO ARRIVE. THE ONLY PEOPLE  THERE. THE PLACE WAS AMAZING.

DECORATED  WITH A BIG STORM CLOUD MANNEQUIN IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM.. ALL THESE BANQUET TABLES. EVERY FOOD IMAGINABLE. LADY FINGERS- DRINKS- FOOD- DESERTS, LIQUOR, CANDLES..PUMPKINS, A FAKE MOON ABOVE THE PATIO. THE TERRACE WAS ALL DECORATED WITH BLOOD RED PUNCH AND ICE IN THE SHAPE OF HANDS. THEY WERE SCREENING MOVIES IN THE BACKYARD WITH A HOT DOG VENDOR, A STAGE ALREADY SET UP FOR LIVE PERFORMANCES. 

EVERYTHING.... AND WE WERE THE ONLY ONE'S THERE!  

THEN THIS GUY CAME OUT OF THE BEDROOM... HE WAS DRESSED AS A LUMBERJACK. HE SAID, 

" HI- DO I KNOW YOU?" I SAID, "HI- I'M PYEWACKETT" AURALYNN SAID, " WE'RE ARTISTS".

HE SAID COOL AND WALKED AWAY...

AURALYN WANTED TO EAT EVERYTHING,  BUT I THOUGHT IT WAS TIME TO LEAVE. THEN THEY STARTED TO PLAY THIS HIDEOUS RAP MUSIC, SO WE GO TO THE TOP FLOOR ALMOST TO THE DOOR, AND THEN THIS LADY DRESSED AS A CLOUD DESCENDS THE STAIRCASE. "HELLO- I 'M GWEN, " SHE SAYS.."WHO ARE YOU?"

(THESE WERE NOT THE LADY... I WISH THEY WERE)

"I'M PYEWACKETT AND THIS IS AURALYNN" I REPLIED. 
"WHOM DO YOU KNOW HERE?" SHE SAYS STARKLY. 
"UMM.... THE LUMBERJACK, " I SAID. 
AURALYNN SAYS, "I THINK HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE A GNOME."

THE CLOUD SAYS.. "YOU DON'T KNOW HIM DO YOU???!" 

I SAID, "I THINK I FORGOT SOMETHING IN MY CAR." 

"NO YOU DON'T.. HOLD ON ONE MINUTE," HER VOICE GOES SHRILL.
AND SHE WOULDN''T LET US LEAVE! WE WERE BLOCKED BY A STORM CLOUD!

SHE THEN BRINGS OVER A SECURITY GAURD. A BIG SECURITY GAURD. "THESE PEOPLE JUST WALKED RIGHT IN!" THE GUARD DIDN'T SEEN TO CARE WHATSOEVER. SHE THEN STARTED TO YELL AT THE LADY WHO LET US IN. "WELL I THOUGHT THEY WERE GUESTS," SAID THE LADY SHEEPISHLY.

THE CLOUD WAS A BITCH SO WE LEFT AND WENT TO THE BRITESPOT AND HAD 

TEA AND PUMPKIN PIE.