The Headless Horseman Needs A Head, Y'all

October has always been one of my favorite months.  The leaves as big as your face, the wind blowing in making everything colder than the "actual" temperature, the crispness, the apple cider and yes... the pumpkin spice.  PS:  When did loving all things pumpkin become the pinnacle of basic bitchiness?  Fuck off whoever said it first, and a miniature fuck off to all the sheep that are listening.  Pumpkins are awesome!!  So...I will drink my pumpkin spice latte from the totes adorbs Starbucks whilst I recline on my divan, munching on apple cider doughnuts (for all you Texans, this is a real big thing on the East Coast) and as I wait for Crimson Peak to hit theaters, I will enjoy this little tidbit of Halloween nostalgia.  It's performed by a man named Thurl Ravenscroft, no less.  (For all of you who gays who love your retro trivia, Thurly (my pet name for him) is not only the performer of this song, but the uncredited vocalist on You're A Mean One Mister Grinch, from How The Grinch Stole Christmas.  So for all of you who thought that you were so smart because you knew it was Boris Karloff, I hope it doesn't hurt too much to realize you were wrong.  I mean, if he could have really sung like this, don't you think he would have done it a teensy bit more often?  Skip to 1:08 if you aren't a fan of the DTV intro...

Speaking of DTV.  Why, oh why didn't I appreciate the Disney Channel when it was at it's most amazing?  Back when it aired programming based on the classic Disney content and not this bubblegum teeny bopper crap they churn out now?  (Kids!!!  Get off my lawn you nincompoops!  Why back in my day...) Seriously though, seeing that intro brought back so many memories of me sitting in the tv room of my house in my undies while watching that show in the wee hours.   Ahh, Childhood.