Halloween

I hadn’t planned to dress up for Halloween this year for two reasons:  I’m out at a client’s office for work, and Debra is out of town at the Lone Star African Violet Council’s annual convention.  But Wednesday I learned that I’d be at my normal office for the next 10 days or so, and I got an invitation to go to a friend’s Halloween party.

For the evening’s party I resurrected a costume that I first wore back in 1999.  This, I think, is the best Halloween costume I’ve ever done.  The effect in dim light is truly frightening.  My friend had a little “haunted house” in his garage, and when I showed up looking like Scary Death Guy he put me to work.  I’d crouch silently in a dim corner and try to keep from laughing when just the sight of me there would cause somebody to scream.  The most memorable was a kid of about 10 who backed up into the wall with his eyes as big as saucers, shrieked like a little girl, and then after regaining his composure said, “You didn’t scare me!”

I love Halloween!

Vampires for Halloween

I don’t know why I like Halloween so much.  I ignore most silly holidays or traditions, but except for a short time when I actually took life seriously, I’ve always enjoyed Halloween.  Catapult Systems had the annual Costume Contest and I, as always, dressed the part.  Debra and I did the traditional vampire this year, as you can see in the picture (click for a larger image).  After work a bunch of us met down at a local Irish pub (there aren’t any Transylvanian pubs in the area), and then took a stroll down Sixth Street later when people started coming out.  The Sixth Street party was smaller than expected–only about 25,000 people this year.  There were a lot of costumes, lots of spectators, and Debra and I posed for pictures with a number of children.  I don’t know why, but kids just loved those vampire costumes.

After we walked the parade, we went to an outside bar called Cedar Street, where a live band was playing Latin music.  We had a drink, danced a bit, and enjoyed the cool air and good music.  We don’t “do” Sixth Street very often, having had enough of the “drink ’till you puke” life back before we knew each other.  This evening was very calm, though, and quite entertaining with all the different costumes.  I think next year we’ll rent a hotel room downtown and do it right.