Wrong Kind of Scary

Halloween is coming up, and we're in the midst of a pandemic, and there's still an inexplicable amount of support for our dangerously destructive president. Like Milhouse Van Houten said, I only like it when I'm pretend scared. But anyway, Beth and I went to the Creamy Acres Night of Terror on Friday night.

They had the haunted hayride, but I feel they didn't really maintain social distancing. They didn't pack people onto the wagon like they usually do, but it was still pretty crowded. The ride itself had some neat creatures and effects, including one part where you ride through a giant beehive. There were also a corn maze and two haunted houses, one pretty typical and another with a lot of creepy clowns and 3-D effects. Walking around wearing 3-D glasses is already difficult, and it's even harder while wearing a mask, as that can fog them up. And for some reason, I'm much worse than children at finding my way through what are supposed to be pretty straightforward mazes. I accidentally went through the wrong door at some point, and ended up in a back room, with nobody stopping me. It was a while before someone showed up to direct us back to the maze. Neat effects, but not all that well implemented. I think this was the first year they did this one, though, so maybe they haven't worked out all the bugs.

We've watched a few Halloween-related things on TV recently. I've written about a few of them on WordPress already, and will continue to do so. I've also written about my initial thoughts on Dragon Quest XI for the Nintendo Switch. I've recently finished with the tournament in Octagonia. And I've received my copy of the 2020 Oziana, which includes the first part of a story I co-wrote. I wonder if I should review it now, or wait until it's publicly available. I'm sure it doesn't make much difference overall, but I don't want to annoy the few people who might actually want to read about it. There's an online Oz event coming up on the twenty-fourth, which includes a costume contest. I haven't worn a costume in years, but I always used to like to. I do want to go to a Halloween store soon and get some accessories and such for costumes I've been wanting to do, but I don't know if I'll have anything ready by then.

We sent away for a DNA test for our cats, and fortunately they don't have any of the genetic diseases they tested for. I was hoping the results would be a little more elaborate, like how the 23 and Me results say whether you're genetically predisposed to like sweet or salty snacks. I guess with cats, it could be something like a preference for fish or chicken. Actually, Wally will sometimes lick salt from crackers and chips, and we still don't know why. We're taking the cats to the vet tomorrow. We changed from the pills we'd been giving Reagan to a liquid, which is easier to give her, but she still often tries to spit it out afterwards. I hope she's getting enough of it for it to help.