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Myrph wrote:If I had the self esteem and a genuine reason to dress up, I'd probably go for the Epic Toilet Paper Costume!

As it happens, my self esteem isn't particularly high at the moment and I've absolutely no reason whatsoever to dress up this year...

lol, thats a good costume... you know what got my self esteem up? passing my bio mid-term! yay!

I work that day but after, I'm tempted to cosplay Itachi or Franken Stein, I don't have his bolt anymore but I can still do it. The only thing is I then have to walk home in it, so I'm iffy on it
Would be fun though

I'm dressing up as a drunk, knife wielding sociopath.

epocalypse wrote:I'm going as a politically active young american snarker, i.e., to the sanity/fear rally in DC.

And I shall be actively hunting you down while I'm there.

I have several old costumes from previous years, but no party to go to this time around. Ah well.

Mister Fiend wrote:I'm dressing up as a drunk, knife wielding sociopath.

epocalypse wrote:I'm going as a politically active young american snarker, i.e., to the sanity/fear rally in DC.

And I shall be actively hunting you down while I'm there.

But, Fiend... the point of dressing up for Halloween is to be something you aren't on any other day. Drunk Knife Wielding Sociopath is your day-to-day persona. I think I would be more scared to see YOU dressed as a lawyer. I'd know you were possessed then.

allison wrote:

Myrph wrote:If I had the self esteem and a genuine reason to dress up, I'd probably go for the Epic Toilet Paper Costume!

As it happens, my self esteem isn't particularly high at the moment and I've absolutely no reason whatsoever to dress up this year...

lol, thats a good costume... you know what got my self esteem up? passing my bio mid-term! yay!

Yay! I had a bio exam today. It was tough. So believe me when I say I know how you feel. And good job!

OT: Halloween. I have been wanting to scratch build some mjolnir mk VI armour for the longest time. but I haven't gotten industrious enough to do it. So I'll do what I usually do, which is sit at home and pretend it isn't halloween.

My mother was born on the thirty-first of October, a fact which, were my mind not finely tuned to hum with the harmonies of scientific thought, I might have misconstrued as attributing considerably to her personality. The fact that she was enamored with witches was likewise dismissed as a mere peculiarity, as was her affinity for Fancy Santas.

Each year, Halloween would swell within my youthful, overweight chest as a hopeful glimmer of saccharine joy on a horizon bleak with prospects of route mathematics and piano lessons, an occasion for my inner passions for character and costumery might be unleashed upon an unsuspecting world.

Each year, my hope would slowly build until scant days before Halloween, hoping my parental figures, keen as they were to control every aspect of my waking life, transportation of my person entirely within their power, would recognize my desire to rifle through the lazy aisles of some thrift shop, in search of some long since unwanted article of clothing that would allow me to embody the electric spirit of the famed scientist and object of my constant affection Nikola Tesla.

One year, we spent the night in the back of my grandparents' brown-paneled station wagon, parked in the lot of a shopping mall in Boca Raton, a small ice cream cake melting onto the faux-leather third row seats.

The next, we spent the night at home watching Home and Garden Television, while my father reorganized the garage.

Under the sodium lamps of that garage, I ventured to request of my father and mother the opportunity to collect candy from the neighbors, the happy shrieks of the children outside penetrating every wall attempting to bar it and collecting in my ears.

My mother acquiesced.

"But, what of a costume?" I whispered.

My mother handed me a garbage bag, cut a hole in the top, and instructed me to put it over myself, to cover my plaid button up Tommy Hilfinger shirt.

"You can be a hobo."

She opened the garage door and pushed me out. The opaque black plastic did nothing to shroud my exposed shame.

Do your parents suck? I don't wanna presume until that's established.

Hey, I'm birthday buddies with your mom!

My flatmates and I are hosting a Halloween party. I have no idea what my costume will be yet.

"Canadian"

In all seriousness I need a floppy hat and a waistcoat and, ideally, a cravat to look a little more like the Fourth Doctor. Where am I going to get a floppy hat?!

King Kool wrote:Do your parents suck? I don't wanna presume until that's established.

From other conversations I've had with Ditto, it would be a partially correct presumption. His mom is really friggin nutbar.

He'd have to confirm it for you, though.

I wish I could have a great Halloween, but it's gonna be me working 1 to 8:30pm. Halloween has become a bit of a joyless holiday in recent years.

tak197 wrote:

King Kool wrote:Do your parents suck? I don't wanna presume until that's established.

From other conversations I've had with Ditto, it would be a partially correct presumption. His mom is really friggin nutbar.

He'd have to confirm it for you, though.

Yep, pretty much.

To be fair, she's normally a loving nutbar. Plus, I don't think I turned out half bad, if I do say so myself, so she must have done SOME things right.

tak197 wrote:I wish I could have a great Halloween, but it's gonna be me working 1 to 8:30pm. Halloween has become a bit of a joyless holiday in recent years.

Will they let you wear a costume? Or at least a funny hat? Most Halloween stuff doesn't start until after dark anyway... so you'd only be missing an hour or so. You'll probably be really tired, though.

Nope, because our "Halloween" stuff for the mall is on the 29th, and we aren't participating (see earlier rant). Then you add on top of that, the fact that we have to wear all black on top and bottom, and you have a made of fail company policy.

My jazz band has a costume gig the day before halloween, although being Ash from Army of Darkness could somewhat harm my piano playing abilities. Oh well, I'm doing it anyway.

Just so everyone knows, I want pictures of your costumes posted on Nov 1st! If I can't celebrate Halloween, I have to do it vicariously through you all.

I still have no plans for now. Though if anyone can come up with a costume idea that I can make from items found in a university dorm room, I shall wear it to the house halloween dinner tomorrow.

I shaved tonight. Dressing up as Ozzy tomorrow.

Master Gunner wrote:I still have no plans for now. Though if anyone can come up with a costume idea that I can make from items found in a university dorm room, I shall wear it to the house halloween dinner tomorrow.

Depends... how geeky is the crowd? I had a professor do one of the most simple, but totally geeky, concept costumes. He just walked around with a pad of post-it notes and an ink pen... when someone ask him about why he didn't dress up, he'd write down a number and hand it to them. He didn't speak... just wrote down a number and stuck it to them.

He was a random number generator.

Three-hole punched Master Gunner.

Next year I want to do a team costume - Graham can be Jeremy Clarkson, I'll be Richard Hammond and we need to find a suitably floppy haired person to go as James May.
OMG I CAN MAKE MATT'S DOG TOP GEAR DOG.

This year I'm going as a rabbit. Pictures forthcoming.

Don't bears eat rabbits?

I'll be going as (less muscly) Kick-Ass. The mask is meh, but the beating sticks I have are awesome.

I have been far too busy to do anything super awesome for costumes this year, so I went as a Day of the Dead bride with super rushed, cheap facepaint that cost me 3 bucks at walmart. It was so thick and grody.. I only had 10 minutes to apply it from a photo veiwing I had to the halloween party, so it looks sub par.