What was your best and worst Halloween costume?
... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.
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Either the Crow or Indiana Jones.
Worst?
Indiana Jones BEFORE I got the actual bullwhip. I made the whip out of shock cord and tie wraps.
STUPID!
My mother made me an elaborate wizard's costume. It was purple with yellow moons and stars. I wore a ten-inch white beard. And an old man said to me, 'Oh! The Lone Ranger! That's wonderful!'
And, when I was two, I was a chinaman. Complete with rice-paddy-worker's bamboo sunhat and greasepaint fu-manchu.
Worst = An ex beau and I went as grapes. We looked great at the beginning, but by the end of the night everyone had popped my balloons and I was left with saggy popped latex and spandex on. Not attractive.
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Haha!
Er..
Put down that knife...
No you didn't.
And you made fun of my love of puns.
On second thought, the date totally sucked, so that's probably the worst too.
Worst: Plumber. I wore coveralls and carried a plunger. Which I said had never plunged toilets. I lied.
I am NOT creative with costumes. I was a sweet, sweet Eurotrash chick at that WT party, though.
Bill did indeed steal my Alex from Clockwork Orange idea. I told everyone what I was going to be, and he basically said, "That's what I'm doing now, so forget about it. And I'd do it better than you." He was right, though.
Pictures of white trash bash, Alex, and porn star Dave to be posted later tonight.
Best: Mr. (Ms.) Heat Miser, complete with the song and everything.
Worst: Gorton's Fisherwoman. Only three people knew who I was and everybody else wondered why the hell I was handing out fish sticks.