Happy Halloween! We won’t be giving candy for the second year because of the pandemic, but I’ve had a hell- raising good time through October on Instagram with the Eleventh Earl of Houndstooth Hall, Lord Cuttlebone.
Here’s a spooky Texas-style reminder from a cow skull and some gnomes that if you partake in the eating of the Devil’s Teeth, as I call candy corn, tonight is your free pass to do so.
This is my favorite photo of Lord Cuttlebone from the month. I won’t post all of the photos from October, but I’ll put the music-related ones behind a cut for fun if you want to see them.
On October 2, Lord Cuttlebone celebrated Tom Petty Appreciation Day with some of my mementos and a nod to his song and album “Wildflowers.”
On October 5, Lord Cuttlebone took his guitar and some friends on a picnic, because something like this might have happened in one of my novels-in-progress.
On October 6, Lord Cuttlebone paid homage to the late, great Eddie Van Halen on the first anniversary of his death.
On October 8, Lord Cuttlebone showed off his new Aerosmith shirt and posed for a picture with guitarist Joe Perry, who was referenced early in a dream in the novel Three Fortunes in One Cookie for a reason.
Some time after that, Lord Cuttlebone broke his left arm at the elbow joint. But he kept going, because he’s been going since birth in the year 1525 and death in the year…actually, he hasn’t told me that detail.
On October 21, Lord Cuttlebone accompanied some of his little Monster friends on keyboard when they played musical chairs.
On October 30, Lord Cuttlebone became the official bass player for the group Undead Lizard Kings, partially an homage to Doors frontman the late Jim Morrison, and mostly a celebration of every rock and roll/glam/metal band through many decades. They’ll be going on the road soon.
To leave you with a musical selection, back on October 10, Lord Cuttlebone revved up the percussion when he played more cowbell in a nod to Blue Oyster Cult and the clip from “Saturday Night Live” that makes Christopher Walken vow Will Farrell ruined his life. Because we always need more cowbell, baby.
His Lordship certainly has some adventures!
I love the gonks. I started collecting Christmas gonks two or three years ago.
That skeleton has cracked me up through two Octobers. Sometimes I swear he’s completely in on the joke.
I didn’t know there was a name for them–gonks!
Well, that’s what they are called here.
They seem to be sold amongst the Christmas merchandise, mostly.
My friend’s toddler granddaughter doesn’t like them – my friend thinks it’s because she can’t see their eyes!