::all hallows

So, I had a busy weekend.

I like those.

They help me create the illusion of a social life.

Halloween, Halloween, Halloween...it's all I'm hearing about lately.

Is it terrible that I don't really care?

I love caramel apples and cider, I've had plenty of fun at past Halloween parties, and I could eat a whole bag of Brach's Autumn Mix candy in one sitting, but that's beside the point.

I admire people who have the motivation to craft elaborate, complex costumes.

I'm not one of them.

Last year for a Halloween party, I borrowed fake leaves from my mom, attached them to my autumn-colored outfit and stuck them in my hair, and went as Autumn.

Conceptual costume.

Dig it.

Whatever I do this year - if anything - I doubt it will involve anything as elaborate as papier-mâché or, God forbid, sewing.

I may just wear my long winter coat, slap on a backwards baseball cap, draw myself a black beard, and go as Silent Bob.
This will carry the added bonus of not having to speak all evening.

Sounds promising, n'est-ce pas?