The kitties and I spent a quiet, post-haircut evening in the house on Halloween. We watched some programs, drank some tea, and texted with poor Nick who was stuck on an Amtrak not moving in the middle of the darkness for several hours. (Talk about the plot of a new Halloween movie!) (No wait, don't. You'll scare me.) "R U moving yet?" "Lights on. Conductor making announcement." etc.
Others, like James, spent the night out amongst the spooks and ladies going as smutty aliens. He marched, bagpipe playing in the Halloween parade.
I love that fez. And James tells me that the shirt is a souvenir from his recent trip to China. You can see more amazing photos from Jimmy's adventure here.
Different strokes for different folks. Some of us are just braver than others. And some have more facial hair.
Monday, November 2, 2009
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