Time for the Halloween post.
So, after the usual Halloween costume conundrum, I ended up going out as the female Clark Kent. Or, as I like to call it, Bizzarro SuperBroad.
Had our Halloween party at Velvet on Friday - a great time, featuring appearances by Felix Baumgartner, Marcel the Shell, and Mike Wazowski of Monsters Inc.
The resident DJ of awesometasticness came as a line from The Smiths' song, Panic. Can ya guess it?
5 points and a thumbs up to anyone who can.
And yeah - it's meant for 4 year olds.
Tuesday at Rancho Relaxo, we had Clark Kent in stereo.
Who wore it better? Don't answer that.
With beer in hand, we fight crime.
Without the glasses, I'm just a chick in a shirt.
Seas turned into a 6-piece band for the occasion, and a couple of 'em even dressed up. But apparently playing instruments under hot lights while dressed up isn't the easiest thing.
Don't tell KISS.
I have a penchant for stealing other people's costumes and wearing them in a stupid manner. Next year i'm going as "Everyone's Costume But Mine".
Now, please. Can someone give me some damn candy?