war paint

I wish it was socially acceptable to go around with face paint on as a semi-adult. I know that there are those attention whores who would do this, and probably do, but that's not what I'm going for. Yesterday I was working at the farmer's market and this little girl we were playing with painted our faces. I was lucky enough to get multi-colored "whiskers" all over, some were not so lucky. But all the people walking by looked at us like "what on earth is wrong with that person."

all hallows eve

I love Halloween. It's the best. Dressing up is so entertaining and seeing what everyone wants to be is a rarely allowed insight. For example. I was Jareth the Goblin King for Halloween, better known as David Bowie in the Labyrinth. A lot of people didn't get it- I can't tell you how many times I was asked "Are you Avril?"Or how mad that made me.... seriously, Avril? what does she even do anymore and why the HELL would I desire to be her in any way. Gross.
David Bowie, on the other hand, is awesome. I would be David Bowie everyday if I could be. But sadly I try not to repeat costumes.
I did manage to do most of the things I like to do around Halloween. I watched some classics, Hocus Pocus and Halloween; I got to explain the special relationship between Michael Meyers and his niece Jamie to my parents ( she is like in his brain and can tell when he's going to kill); I carved a pumpkin for my mother; watched a bunch of old Scooby Doo episodes with the little girl I babysit; and freaked myself out pretty good on a few occasions.
I also got to go to a very nice little gathering with which started with a keg of PBR and ended with a bottle of chocolate wine.
It was a big night for everyone - I caught Brandon watching the Garfield movie in bed the next day. He claims he was watching it for Jennifer Love Hewitt, but he was enjoying it a little too much for that.