Halloween has gone for the year. I had a dorky Halloween. 23 kids. I usually make some nicer handout than just tossing the kid a candy bar. Maybe later they might remember that Halloween that they got that comic book or some sticker they got in trouble for. I put a Donald Duck comic in a comic bag. I found I had many duplicates when I went through my Disney comics early in the year. I certainly didn't do a very good job of record keeping. I need to go through everything again but I don't know when that will be. Hell, I need to read some of it again. I had some old stickers. I mixed and matched sheets of stickers and trading card stickers and each pack got over a 100 stickers. I used to go through the clearance section at Target and places like that and buy packages of stickers to paste in zines and that sort of thing. I had a lot of that left over or never used. There were lots of duplicate trading cards stickers left over from buying packages and boxes of trading cards to collect. I have several binders somewhere with all these card sets. I'll have to dig them out and decide what to keep and what to let go. I have given out cards and stickers in packages of candy since 1990. It always a different mix and occasionally I find cheap toys or weird things to pass along. This year was no different and here was an new opportunity to pass it along crap I don't need to someone who might stick it where they shouldn't. Can't be bad. Win-win in my book. Toss in some small candy bars. Everybody likes candy. There are some Rolos left to take in to work tomorrow.
I left work early, needing to clean house and return a pillow and get some groceries and make dinner and clean some more and take the window out of the front door. Then some kids came and they weren't very dressed up. They were better costumed between 6 and 8 and then it dried up. I only got 23 kids and they were scattered out and once there were 7 in a group. Nothing I remember standing out in the costume area. The kids seemed to like the size of the package. One kid told me I rocked. That made me feel good. And I got rid of many square inches of stuff.
Been clearing out old paper stashes about the house, combining all the underground comic stuff together. I went through 8 boxes of clippings last weekend. For years I have used the 10 ream paper boxes that are so common on the American business landscape. Employees bring them home all the time and you see them when they move. We empty over 3500 cases of paper a year and we can't keep them in the building for more than a week or so. Luckily, our group is the ones most likely to unload the boxes so I had a good steady supply to pack all the stuff I had pulled from magazines over the years. I put all these clips in various boxes and marked them "Clips - To Be Sorted". I used to call them my Andy Warhol boxes. He used to take incoming stuff and put it in boxes. It could be mail, magazines, artwork, books, just about anything. Sealed up and stored. He had some 160 boxes when he died. They were auctioned off a while ago. Since I was alive I just pitched a shitload (more than one man can carry) of paper this last two weeks. Filling up my dumpster to the top twice in a row. It was fun to look through all those boxes and find some fun stuff. I also found comics and all sorts of stuff that now has been sorted into smaller boxes that won't be so heavy to carry. I got a bunch of boxes that are 8 1/2 by 11 and about 12 inches tall. Nice for comics and magazines. Standing up or laying down. I have stuff in them both ways. They are only about 25 pounds when full and the 11 by 17 by 10 boxes are usually over 40 when packed with paper. I am thinking about getting older and weaker. Don't want any of the 50 pounders about.