halloweekend

Yup, another late Halloween post. Happy Nablopomo!

Halloween was pretty good this year, although it missed the frenetic crazed-gang feel that last year’s “Angry Mob of Villagers” inspired.

I was pleased to see some witty costumes throughout the week, that weren’t just your run-of-the-mill Sexy [Blank].

These ladies were so, so great. Running riot, being creepy and sexy and fun and weird. They couldn’t wait to pose with my friend Kyle, who was a skeleton, Donnie Darko style.

It wasn’t until November 1 that I remember I vowed to myself to do something for Dio de los Muertos. Ah well. My loved ones (hopefully) will continue to be dead for next year.

I was transfixed by this robot, who was made of beer cartons and was fully lit up with LEDs. He also would perform The Robot on command. I had to kiss him on his robotty cheek. I think I need to be a robot next year. Or maybe next week.

I tell you, there were some non-glamorous people out there, nice to see. I got genuinely scared by this damsel.

And me? Earlier in the week, I was a Deadwood-style saloon lady (“Comfort to Cowboys and Miners”). I offered to dance with the patrons of the bar I went to, in exchange for a few nickels for “mah opium habit.”  I also sang “Play That Funky Music” during the karaoke portion of the evening. [Thanks to the fabulous Bella for the picture]

On Saturday night, my friend Judy and I were suffragettes. It seemed appropriate, given the steady erosion of womens’ rights, and the fact it was a voting year. And I won a prize at a costume contest!

Later, because it was SO WRONG, we posed as Sexy Suffragettes!

I had a blast putting together these costumes, especially the hats.

I think I was born in the wrong time.

We had a great improv show and had an unprecedented number of costumed volunteers, and a whole lotta audience. We’re in a good place right now with the theatre, it feels nice.

Okay, who wants to join the Robot Army for next year?