Halloween 2008

I was all set to spend Halloween alone in my room--lights off, TV on. It was Friday morning, October 31st, and I hadn't made any plans nor had I purchased a costume. Halloween is my FAVORITE holiday!! I love dressing up and seeing everyone else's costumes and of course binging on candy. However at present, I don't have any friends and Harrison is 150 miles away, so most of my weekend plans consist solely of sleeping in late and petsitting. Well, at the last minute, Harrison was invited to attend The BeBop Heroin Hour (excuse the disturbing title) in Santa Monica where several of his friends were performing on All Hallow's Eve. His buddies made up the house jazz band and were scheduled to play during and in-between comedy acts at some tiny hole-in-the-wall comedy club in the alley behind 3rd street. So I packed up my weekend bag and sat in LA traffic for 4 hours just so I could have something to do on my FAVORITE HOLIDAY.

Somewhere along the 405 freeway I had the perfect idea for a last minute costume: car accident victim. Sweet! I had visions of tire tracks, road rash, and caution tape dancing in my head. I had already packed an old pair of jeans and a white tank top knowing I could use them for something, so using those items and "injury effects" makeup, I became "that chick who got hit by a bus".

Harrison did his best impression of a stick-in-the-mud by refusing to dress up or wear face paint. LAME! I did get him to put on some vampire fangs for a picture though.
The comedy sucked, but the costumes were fabulous. Everyone in Halloween garb was invited on stage, and the magnitude of audience applause determined the best dressed. Ami, a mutual friend of Harrison and mine, won for her Chun-Li (from Street Fighter!) get-up.

Alas, I am growing old and Halloween isn't as SUPER COOL as it used to be. It makes me sad, yes, but you're never too old to be somebody you're not for a day, and celebrate with friends.