Goddamn I love Halloween. I love coming up with costumes and sitting down to sketch them out. I love trying to think of materials that would be good parts to the costume. I love trying to figure out where to buy the materials for parts. I love trying to figure out how to attach the parts. I eventually get around to the fact that the trombone is not a good thing to be for Halloween. Sure it would be cool, but it would be impossible to pull off. Them things are skinny and bent-up. Also impossible are the Hoover Dam costume (including a scaled Lake Mead), a ghost town and sadly, my favorite idea ever, an Iron Lung.
Going to a Halloween party that work is throwing this weekend. This is news because I finally work at a place that throws fuckin' parties. It's been years since the company I'm workin' at coughs up some cabbage for free booze, snacks and a DJ. Cool. A costume at this thing is stated on the invitation as mandatory.
So ... I got a costume and it is, as usual, TOP SECRET, but now that I got me a wife ... she knows. If you wanna know, hit her up for intel. I ain't sayin'.
Tonight - The Homestead.
And since my beloved Cubbies have not won a championship since 1908 (the same year that "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" debuted),
Here's tonight's: Find the Reference!
bye-ee!
whrr ... clik!
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