#ironically?

Horatio, of course, is my writing buddy. I keep him on top of my writing desk. He’s got a fake candle in his skull, so his eyes glow at night, too. He’s pretty cool. 

And then I have the two Edgars. Edgar the First and Edgar the Second. They’re full-size skeletons for Halloween though I may or may not keep mine out until Christmas and just stick him in a Santa hat so he’s festive. He might also get a pair of fuzzy handcuffs for Valentines day. And I might stick him in bunny ears for Easter. Okay, so he’s a Holiday skeleton rather than a Halloween skeleton. 

Edgar the First ruled my porch for many a year…until I accidentally broke him in half. Yes, THIS story is semi-biographical. I still have him, though. I mean? Half a skeleton is almost better than a full skeleton come Halloween—just stick his spine in the ground and now bam, looks like the dead are rising up out of their graves. It’s great.

I’ve also got a couple little guys around that I jokingly named Muffin and Fluffy to mess with my roommate when I was in college. I haven’t really had the heart to put them away. 

Honestly, I’ve had a skeleton motif going for me long before Undertale. I was definitely the kid in high school wearing skull earrings. I never quite went full goth, but black was definitely a mainstay of my wardrobe. Nowadays, I tend to dress a bit more conservatively, but the inside of my house looks like Halloween 24/7.