Yetch decided he wanted one of my little pumpkins from the batch I made for tomorrow's show. I left this little fella on his own while I packed up everyone else, and he just looked so forlorn (and a little desperate) by himself, perched so precariously. I quickly got him inside the curio cabinet with the other little pumpkins I've kept in the past.
I'm almost all packed up for tomorrow morning, which is good since all of Toronto is one big gridlock at the moment. Highway closures abound, and of course everywhere I need to be in the next 24 hours is on the other side of the city.
First stop is a late night showing of Fulci's Zombie (I won two tickets through Fangoria Magazine, which is pretty cool). But Yetch seems to finally be coming down with whatever virus has had me pinned to the mat all month, so I'm not sure if he's going to be up for it. It's one thing to get him into the car but another to ask him to travel to the other side of the city via transit and then walk a couple blocks when he's feeling poorly.
And tomorrow should be interesting since I have to drive across the city to get my wares to the Bazaar of the Bizarre and the highway I need to take will still be closed.
So by the end of tomorrow I'll either be happy from all the Halloween goodness I was able to attend, or ready to climb up on the edge with my sad little pumpkin.
Have a great weekend everyone!