I find myself, one the drab hoi-polloi
Halloween is for amateurs. As I am accustomed to say, with some scorn.
However, I find myself no longer even a semi-pro. A dilettante, at best, at the pursuit of dressing-up-fancifully. I'm a bit sad about that.
Here is a picture of a anthropomorphic plum in a pumpkin costume, which I think jolly, which may cheer me up. And I might go watch the NYC Halloween Parade, as I gather there's often some ferociously creative garb, which may prove inspiring. Or may possibly inspire my shame-filled envy. Eh, I'm really not down as all that. Just mildly disappointed.
