Oh, BTW.
I guess it is All Hallow's Eve isn't it? I suppose I should give a celebratory comment of some kind, but I don't think I will. Halloween just isn't the same to me anymore. As a kid, and even as recent as a few years ago, I would relish the chance to dress up as something otherworldly and snag some candy (and more recently booze.) But lately I just don't see the point.
If I need candy, I can go buy some. If I need to get drunk, again I can go purchase the necesary materials. If I feel like dressing up, then I must have slipped back in time when I was quasi-goth for a time being. Not to say that a massquerade isn't fun, but something just doesn't sit right with me about a group of people pretending to be evil creatures of some form or another. Even celebrity costumes fall into that category. And of course there are those few folks out there that ruin it for everyone else. Spending hundreds of dollars on vampire fangs and too elaborate costumes only to spend the entire night "in character" and make things especially creepy. Then there are these neo-pagans that treat it like some kind of warped Christmas or something. If I were them I'd be really pissed to have my most sacred holiday reduced to a commercialized mockery of itself. Oh wait, I do know what that feels like. Damn you Santa Claus.
Anyway, the point I am getting at (that is if I have a point), is that I think I am finally ready to put away my capes and masks and try to make everyday a celebration of its own. 'Cause let's be honest, candy and booze are good the whole year 'round and finding a pink running suit and a black guy on a bicycle are too hard to find for a gag costume that only three people will get.
Choke on it,
Jess
N*gga stole my bike!
If I need candy, I can go buy some. If I need to get drunk, again I can go purchase the necesary materials. If I feel like dressing up, then I must have slipped back in time when I was quasi-goth for a time being. Not to say that a massquerade isn't fun, but something just doesn't sit right with me about a group of people pretending to be evil creatures of some form or another. Even celebrity costumes fall into that category. And of course there are those few folks out there that ruin it for everyone else. Spending hundreds of dollars on vampire fangs and too elaborate costumes only to spend the entire night "in character" and make things especially creepy. Then there are these neo-pagans that treat it like some kind of warped Christmas or something. If I were them I'd be really pissed to have my most sacred holiday reduced to a commercialized mockery of itself. Oh wait, I do know what that feels like. Damn you Santa Claus.
Anyway, the point I am getting at (that is if I have a point), is that I think I am finally ready to put away my capes and masks and try to make everyday a celebration of its own. 'Cause let's be honest, candy and booze are good the whole year 'round and finding a pink running suit and a black guy on a bicycle are too hard to find for a gag costume that only three people will get.
Choke on it,
Jess
N*gga stole my bike!