there's something about sitting on a narrow stoop near the corner of castro and market and watching costume after costume roll by that makes me think that halloween is the best day of the year. people are never more friendly than they are on halloween. not on christmas, the gift-giving/family oriented holiday. not on thanksgiving, the holiday devoted to being grateful for your quality of life. not on fourth of july, where all Americans are supposed to unite under the premise that we are the one and only superpower (from the cynic's perspective. or the "anti-patriot.") not even on fucking valentine's day are people so nice to one another as they are on halloween.
i spent a good 15 minutes of last night making the most pitiful wings i've ever encountered, only to have them mutilated by the throngs of drunk folk crowding the streets of the castro. they looked like something i made in 3rd grade in my accelerated art class, something i got a C+ on. it's amazing what wire hangers, electrical tape, newspaper and a stapler can do.
my costume was unusually peppy. i felt like an irony-hog, or a naive, love-hungry teenager.
yes, i was cupid. get over it already.
i really enjoyed myself, in a very bizarre way, under very bizarre circumstances. i won't say much more than that.
this is what my weekend looked like. - 2004-11-22
the internet is slowly but surely taking over my life. - 2004-11-07
nothing like tragedy to bring everyone together. or polarize an entire nation. who knows. - 2004-11-05
it's the end of the world as we know it... and i feel fine. - 2004-11-02
halloween = the whole world's excuse to get naked. - 2004-11-01