This weekend I was in sort of a dilemma, not having time to prepare, find a costume, shop around, etc... The thing is, I always feel I need to 'be' something, but honestly, half the people who dress up, just dress up all crazy, and they aren't necessarily anything in particular.
Anyways, my Halloween shopping consisted of me leaving work early and hitting up one store before my Friday night began. I bought a whistle.
I got invited to a party through a coworker I don't know all that well. He actually picked us up in his Element or something like that, which didn't have seats in the back so Jeremy and I were sitting on the floor of the car getting tossed around. Anyways, here's an overview of the party scene:
It's a good thing I bought that whistle. As you can see, or not see, I'm some sort of gym teacher/camp counselor. Still haven't really decided. Probably more like a gym teacher though.
After they ran out of booze, we wandered out, and found the inner mission. complete with pinball. so we played.
Then we snagged two stella artois goblets. oh ya, we are the COOL-est kids around.
Tonight was a little different. When I got home from work I placed my carved pumpkin and Andy's (since he left it here) out on the stoop for festiveness. Please notice the pumpkin banner thing on the front door, that's from my parent's Boo package!
Then after sitting on my ass watching Crazy Love and not really knowing what to think, I wandered out onto the streets, using some gear Amanda had lying around in her Halloween costume container. She dubbed me little dead riding hood.
I met up with Ferris, Ashely and some of her friends at Transfer. But I saw this guy first when I was crossing Market. He honestly stopped and posed for me for about 5 seconds while I tried frantically to get my camera to take a picture
Ashely, her friend and Sharkhead
ooo, scary!
meep!
NOTHING was really going on. There were tons of cops out patrolling the streets, which Ferris noted probably made the rest of SF scary to be in.
At least we saw these costumes!
This was probably the scariest.
front
and back
I apparently handed my camera to some stranger on the street and told him to take my picture. I honestly thought it was Ferris, but it wasn't. I swear I didn't have one drink! At least he took a decent photo.
So, after wandering up Market and down Castro I made my way home, satisfied with myself for at least getting out of the house for a little while. Plus I got to see about 6 cops taking a picture with a black and white spotted great dane that was wearing a fireman's cap. Priceless.
1 comment:
wow, tow costumes in one year. you're brilliant.
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