Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Halloween Special

The following I feel is sweet about Halloween...

People who try. If you know me then that statement should surprise you. I'm normally that kid at the bar who sees a classy guy in a nice suit buy a good looking girl a drink and charm her with a witty line and says, "man, what a loser, he smacks of effort." But Halloween is different - a good costume really made my night. Dr. Feltersnatch OB/GYN, Borat (the accent was key), Ali G (even though it was so last year). The winner, even though I thought of it as unprofessional, has to be the mounted police. A policeman had the rump of his horse painted with a jack-o-lantern, and a good one too. I didn't get to pet his horse, but I did pet a different horse, which may or may not have absolutely made my night.

Group costumes. This may be a subset of people who try, but group costumes are certainly sweet. The Average Joe's dodgeball team, Legends of the Hidden Temple teams, Nickelodean Guts, garbage bag bees (Jim's gem) and the mounted police of course.

My and Adam's costume (left). We clearly tried, we were unique and we were a group. The mounted police just barely edged us out of first place. A live animal always beats a rubber mask.

Reminiscing. Sharing Halloween stories is always a treat. There were those good houses that gave out kit-kats or nerds. Then there was that stupid dentist who gave out toothbrushes - sweet buddy. Then occasionally the crazy lady would make her own candy, which rightly so was not allowed to be consumed. We all had our stories and they were sweet to share.

The following is lame about Halloween...

The Facebook. Although I enjoy looking through the pictures to see people trying (see above), but at around the 40th new person having posted their Halloween pics I realized the posting was not pure of heart. Empirically these people who are motivated to dress up for the wrong reasons are those in sororities and fraternities, which makes it worse. Lame I feel is actually a very appropriate word to describe those people who put on a costume just to take thirty pictures of themselves and post them at 6:30am the next morning.

I'm not ready to talk about:

My original costume idea.

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