house party.

like kid n' play.
that's the idea, anyway.
a costume/pajama jammie-jam.
a warm house made warmer with worthy real-life peoples.
a creepy old dirt road in a creepy-ass section of old old new hampshire.
you need that.
how better to hold it down on Hallowe'en?
handing out candy to kids without costumes?
that's way too urban and way not urbane enough for my tastes.
i'm sayin',
it's high time to show off some of the newer new hottnesses of our old bustedness.
and you may be invited.
if you're wondering if you're allowed an all-access entry into the
Folk Life & Liberty Fortress,
i'd get at me first and make sure it's copacetic.
that's a well-enough proper be-heeded warning, ya'll;
i pop back at pop-overs.
but,
if you're 'bout it,
and you love Hallowe'en,
and you know how to enjoy your damn self without a half-gallon of hooch,
get your active-participation pants on,
and make the journey to the woodsly goodness.
it's sure to be a gathering of the just-be-dope set, for sure.
you'll even get the walking tour,
a la' the second, incomplete, yet fully-operational Death St*r....
check out our sweet new BAM!boo floor.
feast your face on freshness from our as-yet undelivered hot and tasty stainless stove.
laid out the barbarian banquet buffet of our new butcher-block island.
wallow in the ambervison glow of the roasty toastiness emiting
from the vast cast iron battlerager in the living room.
pumpkins?
yep.
fuego mas caliente?
si.
not one room is complete to our specifications,
but it's too cold and too dope up here to hold off for another 'nother minute.
house warming Hallowe'en party;
preliminary meetin' and greetin',
tricky treating, break-beat-boxing, and vegan eating.
as in cannibalism?
naw, man,
i'm talking about vegetarian chef and world-traveling pizza man
mr. paul cucchiarelli making up on some epic snacks.
c'mon,
ya'll didn't think there wouldn't be snacks, did you?
of course there will be snacks.
a prenuptial sleepover party is planned.
there are mutha-uckas headed in from all points south and west,
which is pretty much everywhere else, yeah?
i hope you've got a hot minute to hop on by,
sip on some cider,
and see the sights.
oh,
and warm yourself up at one of the many thunder-bringing blazes
situated strategically throughout the grounds.
it's happening;
never quiet, never soft.....