Halloween is one of my favorite times of year. When I was a kid, the primary mission was to collect as much candy as possible on Halloween night. On days leading up to this junk food free-for-all, sloppy maps of the neighborhood would be drawn, and secret meetings would be held on the playground to mark out the best possible trick-or-treat course. On Halloween night, we would race frantically from house to house, sweating in our plastic masks and vinyl costumes, our organized plans gone out the window. A riot of fun was had by all.
As I've grown older, I've acquired a new appreciation for the magical atmosphere that creeps in around the days of Halloween. Additionally, I get overwhelmed with the desire to read Harry Potter, which is a phenomenon I can't quite explain. The best way to outlet my Halloween excitement, of course, is to throw a party. Last year we threw one of our very own, with the help of some friends, and I went through great lengths to prepare my costume: LT Dangle from Reno 911.
This year I am uberly excited, because my Halloween costume has gone in a much more creative direction. I just hope it doesn't get too cold this year, as my costume consists only of one article of clothing (spandex bicycle shorts) and a wig, with a few key accessories thrown in. It's going to be a blast.
-Sailor Matt
Sunday, October 19, 2008
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Sweet mother of Moses! Dude, put the package away!
You should have an age warning on this blog.
I love Halloween. It's my favourite holiday. Unfortunately we don't celebrate it as fervently as you Americans. This is a shame.
Every year my girlfriends pal has a party (scantily clad ladies abound). This year I've been messing about with liquid latex. Bring on the fake scares for Halloween, and the ripping off of hair on all saints day!
That would be a tube sock. A very well-placed tube sock.
Sounds like liquid latex is painful! I'd contemplated shaving (or waxing) my legs for this year's Tribal Warrior custome, but decided against it...
Sorry to hear they don't get as hyped about Halloween over there. Thanks to American commercialism, we can turn any day into a magical experience with just a swipe of a credit card. Sadly, it is commercialism that feeds the holiday spirit most.
Sailor Matt has made me sad.
Disturbingly sad.
Halloween isn't much of a big deal down here, either. Although there will be blood - and no doubt some punk kids will throw eggs at my car. I'll chase 'em with a gun sword and steal what candy they've managed to garner.
It'll be like Christmas come early.
There's nothing like stealing candy from children to stir the holiday spirit :)
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