welcome to creep city

When I was a kid, there was always that one house that went a little overboard at Halloween.  It seems now that I'm an adult (shudder) that overboard is new normal with everything.  Decorations for holidays, fundraising, birthday parties, activities, you know — everything.  When I was a kid, that one house played spooky music when you went up to ring the bell and and there were fake cobwebs (at least I think they were fake), a couple of jack-o-lanterns, and maybe a plastic skeleton on the door. 

These days it's a multi-headstone graveyard on the scale of the set of the "Thriller" video, sans the Michael Jackson zombie (but we're still a few days from Halloween, there is still time).  The other day I decided to drive around my neighborhood to check out the Halloween decorations and had to stop the car, mouth ajar to look at some of the houses.  Today I took the camera.

Think of this as my Halloween treat for you, readers.

We'll start out with the tame and progress from there (click the pics to make them superhumongous!).

This house has your basic scary 15 foot skeleton guy, cobwebs, and stuff.  Yes, this is tame in my 'hood.

More of the same, but looks like Skeletor got a hold of some of my old maternity undies and ripped them to shreds.  What's your prob, Skeletor?

I hate it when I forget to bury one of the dead and leave him out on the lawn like that.   How embarrassing.

Neighborhood cemeteries just aren't as scary in the daytime. 

Now we're talking creep city.  When you erect extra trees on which to strew moss and put up a rickety fence, that's creep city.  You can't even see all the stuff!  Here's a close up of the bat hanging behind the mailbox.

If I had a prize, this house would win.  Of course, I'd be too scared to go up and ring the doorbell to give it to them, but it's the thought that counts, right?