Observations
September 20th, 2009Yesterday, we went hunting for ideas for costumes for Halloween. It’s the best holiday of the year, as it’s also our wedding anniversary. M wanted a Red Riding Hood costume, which we found many of, but most were very cheap and very one-size-fits-nobody, honestly. Went back to an earlier idea of going all out ’80’s, to the point that we’re going to see “That ’80’s Band” up in Lafayette on the night of the 30th, and intend to drag everyone we know along with us.
Anyway, we were out and about yesterday, driving a great deal. And I swear to you, I was behind the slowest people on the planet yesterday. People who didn’t know the speed limit. People who were hopelessly lost. People who were unaware that the accelerator is the peddle on the right. And, at the same time, was also interacting with people who thought that 75 MPH was a reasonable speed for a parking lot. Honestly, I know there are lots of great deals out there folks, but death ain’t worth that kind of trouble.
Halloween is the one time of year that everyone feels totally comfortable wandering through stores that sell fishnet stockings and frilly panties. I swear, when the season ends, they’ll take the kids costumes and the animatronic zombies out, wheel back in the dildos and crotchless, edible panties and turn the Halloween stores back into adult bookstores.
M found almost everything she needs for her Madonna-inspired look. Some of it brand new, at stores that sell things to teenagers. Man I love it when the stuff from my generation comes back, but the sheer amount of neon out there right now, well, it’s a little bright for an old guy like me. I’m going back and forth between straight-up metal rock dude and ’80’s vintage vampire (picture Lost Boys). They’re really the same costume with one requiring fake teeth and maybe, if you’re hard core, some contact lenses, while the other demands a guitar and maybe, if you’re hard core, a drug addiction.