Shadows will breathe

Shadows will breathe
"Careful. Evil has a way of making friends with the good and dragging them into the darkness." ~ Dr. Al Robbins

Monday, October 14, 2013

Clowning Around

Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want -
Sorry, my dear.

But where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns.
Quick, send in the clowns.

Don't bother - they're here.
(Stephen Sondheim)

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Watching a horror movie as a child can have the biggest impact on our lives. 
I, personally, thank Freddy Krueger for lack of sleep through many of my childhood nights and I catch myself - even to this day - cursing that legendary dream-invader for still haunting certain regions of my memory. 

My sister was just as impressionable in her youth, and after a run-in with Poltergeist, she quickly developed coulrophobia.  (Although back then, we didn't know the technical term for it, so I just called her a sissy.) 

In the traditional style of sisterly battles, I would jump at any chance that showed itself to feed her fear of clowns.  I would hang them from a rope, upside-down, in her closets; set them up to watch her while she slept; and once, as she practiced "Send in the Clowns" on her flute for a music recital, I crawled around the bed she sat on, as she riffed her Sondheim tune, with clown doll in my hand and growling as it met her in mid-song.  Her screams, of course, ruined the melody of the song and also cost me my phone privileges for a month.  
But, my God, was it worth the win.

As we have grown - and somewhat matured - I still find myself in the lead.  
Even if my sis did call me up to sing the Freddy Krueger theme song 
using the most demonic, child-like voice; 
when I was home alone; 
in the middle of the night.  

Yet, I still think I'm one up.
When you mail a decapitated clown to your sister - and she curses you out, on the brink of tears; then has to drive the doll to dispose of it at a fast food restaurant, because the thought of it sitting in her garbage all night is too much to bear.  
Well, to quote Charlie Sheen: Winning!

<3 Love you, Sista!  No grudges?  I hope.

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