Life, Fannishness, and Thespic Infatuation

In lieu of a Halloween costume this year, I've decided to dress as one of my favorite Halloween poems--gold sweater and black jeans.

Black and Gold
by Nancy Byrd Turner

Everything is black and gold,
Black and gold, tonight:
Yellow pumpkins, yellow moon,
Yellow candlelight;

Jet-black cats with golden eyes
Shadows black as ink,
Firelight blinking in the dark
With a yellow blink

Black and gold, black and gold,
Nothing in between--
When the world turns black and gold
Then it's Halloween!

Give us shadows and give us gloom
Broken glass in a motel room
Something fun we can all exhume
And give it all tonight!

~from "When You're an Addams," The Addams Family: A New Musical

Hm . . . Now that I think about, this also describes a standard Winchester hunt. Heh.