We're all mad here.
Point of Lameness: As soon as I heard non-Latin characters are now being accepted in domain names, I knew I had to. So... uh... I'm now the proud owner of リノア.com. Eh heh. I might be a tad predictable.
Oh, yeah, and... HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Jaime and I didn't do anything for it.
Not a thing.
Wait.
Wait, what happened to the lights?
And what is that?!
It's... it's... a hurdy-gurdy monster!
But let's start from the beginning.
Rather than sorting my hair out neatly so it would lay nicely like I usually do, this morning I tied it up loosely to let the roots lift and the curls do what they do best - curl.
Seriously, man, that's what my hair does naturally. Insanitoi.
Meanwhile, Jaime did what he does best - wear plaid.
But all peaceful afternoons must eventually end... isn't that right, photo-Alex?
Exactly.
So then this happened:
A mad scientist and her faithful abomination. Seemed appropriate.
I had a lot of fun with this. Despite my scientific proclivities, I don't actually have a labcoat, so I had to make do with what I could scrape up that seemed science-y. Thus, an oversized dress-shirt courtesy of Jaime's wardrobe, slacks, and a black-gray vest.
Really, the make-up and hair were the fun parts. They held up pretty freakin' well, too.
What good is a mad scientist without a suitably evil chair?
Who needs sleep when you carry a bit of emergency life force around your neck? Life max upcrease - the ultimate pick-me-up!
Of course, a hip and happenin' monster is good motivation to keep on sciencing the night away as well.
Even monsters love the internet.
Jaime's make-up was thicker initially, but he decided to style it a bit more worn. I think it was the right choice. He looked pretty imposing; most trick-or-treaters saw me through the window and so were suitably stunned when he lumbered up with the candy bowl. There were even a few audible "whoa"s.
By the way, the monster's name is Sufjan. He's a self-assembled monster. Dr. Oberst just gave him a jump-start.
I told him to give me some in-character poses. I got these:
Apparently, monsters are equal parts rumbling rage and bliss.
They also enjoy drinking beer through pink straws so they don't muss their faces. Mad scientists tend to do this as well.
Tiny face!
Spooky face!
Legitimate spooky!
The night wore on, both outside our neon lab...
... and within it.
We got a fair amount of trick-or-treaters, from a tiny baby Pooh, to bright-faced Mario (who offered to perform brain surgery should Sufjan ever need it), to a teen in UF sweats and facemask, squeaking, "Go Gators!" Of course, after a while everything slowed down, so Jaime and I shifted gears a bit.
I doffed the dress-shirt, since it was getting a bit hot...
... and Jaime got all cleaned up.
That green's a bit tenacious.
Biiiiig doofy grins!
We then settled in for some good ol' fashioned horror gaming. Jaime took the reins and loaded up Silent Hill 4. I snapped a couple more shots before he started:
And that's it!
Now, we're settled in, watching some Adult Swim, and teetering on the edge of slumber. Tomorrow, there will be housework and reading to catch up on, but for now... for now, it's blankets and glowsticks and streaming cartoons.
I can't think of a better way to end the evening.
Oh, yeah, and... HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Jaime and I didn't do anything for it.
Not a thing.
Wait.
Wait, what happened to the lights?
And what is that?!
It's... it's... a hurdy-gurdy monster!
But let's start from the beginning.
Rather than sorting my hair out neatly so it would lay nicely like I usually do, this morning I tied it up loosely to let the roots lift and the curls do what they do best - curl.
Seriously, man, that's what my hair does naturally. Insanitoi.
Meanwhile, Jaime did what he does best - wear plaid.
But all peaceful afternoons must eventually end... isn't that right, photo-Alex?
Exactly.
So then this happened:
A mad scientist and her faithful abomination. Seemed appropriate.
I had a lot of fun with this. Despite my scientific proclivities, I don't actually have a labcoat, so I had to make do with what I could scrape up that seemed science-y. Thus, an oversized dress-shirt courtesy of Jaime's wardrobe, slacks, and a black-gray vest.
Really, the make-up and hair were the fun parts. They held up pretty freakin' well, too.
What good is a mad scientist without a suitably evil chair?
Who needs sleep when you carry a bit of emergency life force around your neck? Life max upcrease - the ultimate pick-me-up!
Of course, a hip and happenin' monster is good motivation to keep on sciencing the night away as well.
Even monsters love the internet.
Jaime's make-up was thicker initially, but he decided to style it a bit more worn. I think it was the right choice. He looked pretty imposing; most trick-or-treaters saw me through the window and so were suitably stunned when he lumbered up with the candy bowl. There were even a few audible "whoa"s.
By the way, the monster's name is Sufjan. He's a self-assembled monster. Dr. Oberst just gave him a jump-start.
I told him to give me some in-character poses. I got these:
Apparently, monsters are equal parts rumbling rage and bliss.
They also enjoy drinking beer through pink straws so they don't muss their faces. Mad scientists tend to do this as well.
Tiny face!
Spooky face!
Legitimate spooky!
The night wore on, both outside our neon lab...
... and within it.
We got a fair amount of trick-or-treaters, from a tiny baby Pooh, to bright-faced Mario (who offered to perform brain surgery should Sufjan ever need it), to a teen in UF sweats and facemask, squeaking, "Go Gators!" Of course, after a while everything slowed down, so Jaime and I shifted gears a bit.
I doffed the dress-shirt, since it was getting a bit hot...
... and Jaime got all cleaned up.
That green's a bit tenacious.
Biiiiig doofy grins!
We then settled in for some good ol' fashioned horror gaming. Jaime took the reins and loaded up Silent Hill 4. I snapped a couple more shots before he started:
And that's it!
Now, we're settled in, watching some Adult Swim, and teetering on the edge of slumber. Tomorrow, there will be housework and reading to catch up on, but for now... for now, it's blankets and glowsticks and streaming cartoons.
I can't think of a better way to end the evening.