Kids these days...
Yesterday was the final day of the Ren Faire season: Halloween Daze and Spooky Nights. (Durring which I had a great time and bought too many new CDs.)
Anyway, as part of the day's festivities, they had an adult costume contest. I did my standard neutral mask trick. (Quick aside: A neutral mask is a theater prop - a blank expressioned, white mask - sometimes used to teach pantomime/body language. It also has the side effect of looking really freakin' creepy - especially when I pair it with those cloth masks that completely cover the face. Anyway...)
The costume seemed to get good reception - I didn't have it on for much of the day, but the time I did have it on I was asked to pose for pictures and complemented on it by the other contestants. Even the judges admitted that my costume freaked them out before the contest had even properly started.
That said, I still lost - I didn't even make it to the finalists (not that I mind; the prizes kind of sucked). As I was leaving the stage, I passed by a family and heard one of the kids - maybe seven or so - exictedly shout "Hey! Look! ANOTHER Michael Meyers!"
Four thoughts ran through my head, roughly in this order:
- "Not even close, kid, but that's a pretty good guess."
- "Actually, huh, I never really considered it, but yeah, but I guess Michael Meyers is pretty close. No wonder I find him so creepy."
- "Wait - ANOTHER Michael Meyers? Where was the first one?"
- "Wait. You're, like, SIX. How do you know who Michael Meyers even IS?"
Kids these days...
(Although, to be fair, one of few remaining memories from my elementary school days was watching Child's Play when I was in the 3rd grade. You can see why I blocked the rest out.)