We pass this house almost daily on our drive home from school and almost every time we go by my son says "There's the witch house."
If you live east of Lake Harriet or have ever driver down Penn Avenue south, then you know what I'm talking about. You can't miss it.
Around the neighborhood if you mention "the witch" most will know who you are referring to. Exactly why is the person who lives here labeled "the witch?" Is it because she looks like a deranged transsexual version of Sam Kinison on a mess of prescription drugs. Could be. Or maybe it's because she's always talking to herself at the bus stop and if she catches you starring will start screaming at you.
For instance, a couple weeks ago when it was snowing quit heavily, witch decided to walk down the middle of the street pushing an empty wheelchair hollering at all who tried to pass her.
What I do know is that there's a new addition to the already wacky witch house that is so odd I just had to stop and take a picture. Now I admit I was afraid to stop and get out of the car, in fear of witch seeing me and casting a wicked spell, but if you look closely you will see a giant mirror chair blocking the front entrance of the witch house.
Pretty weird if you ask me.
