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Tag: vintage
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*Posts are in “wordless” mode while severe illness limits my online time. I read and appreciate all comments, even if I can’t reply (though I’ll sure try!).*
Read a bit about it here.
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I started this post before falling increasingly ill. May still be gone for a bit…I had SO much to share this Halloween…but it’ll just have to wait for now. Here’s what I had so far…
Rockabilly Bride of Frankenstein. Awesome!

Amazing roundup of Halloween creatures here.

Two great cakes from Cake Wrecks.

Fellow 80’s kids…remember these?

And lastly, the always hilarious AXE COP (featuring Nick Offerman)!
HAPPY HALLOWEEN from SheWalksSoftly!

(Thanks for this image of my likeness, Bettie!) -
Recently I had a perfect evening for a spooky little introvert before Halloween: decorations in place and gently glowing a warm orange light, wind blowing the stunning spectrum of autumn leaves outside my window, and me nestled on the couch in comfy pajamas with a heated throw blanket, some seasonal treats and a purring sleepy kitty to cuddle.
Oh, and THIS playing…
How much, on a scale of one to PLAY IT NOW! PLAY IT NOW!, do you want to hear Peter Lorre’s sweet kitty talk amidst the sinister goings on of Poe’s classic tale? Amazing stuff.
The episode first aired September 18, 1947.
Listen HERE.
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Last year in a discussion of Brach’s candy (sweetly nostalgic or disgusting?), under certain conditions, I agreed to re-sample the entire Brach’s collection to affirm or deny my extreme distaste for all-things-Brach’s. I believe I have since been released from this obligation, but I thought I’d dig up some vintage ads for your eyes to chew on…
Ugh, kid…why would you WANT to?

In my immediate candy sorting ritual upon arriving home from trick or treating, these were always put in the “unwanted crap I probably can’t even trade” pile.
But they’ve been around for ages, and I’d imagine some have a fondness for them based on nostalgia alone, despite the existence of far superior candies. I can respect that.
Or maybe…there are those who truly revel in the taste, like this happy gent below?
After all, they are goblin approved.
When I was a kid, every old lady I knew had a dish of Brach’s candy on her coffee table that sat untouched for years. Perhaps there’s a gene for buying and displaying these particular sweets that switches on around the age of 80.
How do you feel about Brach’s candy?
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