Halloween 2009

So last night I went to a Halloween party. I hadn’t dressed up for Halloween in years. I love the holiday, but I rarely dress up. I’m not even sure why, but this year I was determined. I had a few ideas but I went to about 8 stores and couldn’t find what I wanted. The day of Halloween it looked bleak, but I made one last effort at the Santa Anita mall. It was an absolute mess over there. Kids and parents were trick or treating and people were also looking frantically for costumes…it was worse than I had ever seen it….it was like a Bon Jovi concert in there. And for some reason nobody knew how to walk. It seemed like people were just trying to walk into me. They were aiming at me from every angle.. I was doing spins and twirls, dodging people like Barry Sanders.

But anyway….Brock was getting sweat pants for his costume. He was going as the kid from The Red Balloon. I had told him Marty Mcfly was one of my ideas but I couldn’t find the right jacket. He said JcPenny carried those jackets and he was right. They had them in orange too, it was perfect. Everything just came together really fast. My buddy Gustavo gave me an old denim jacket too. It just looked great. And to top it off I shave too.....for the first time in about 7 years……and now I remember exactly why I stopped shaving…..it sucks……it’s not fun..... and really it just looks awful. Why would you not want to have a beard?…They are just great.... it makes faces look awesome….I think 94 percent of guys would look better if they had a beard…..……we grow hair there for a reason.......So I have to now wait for my beard to come back…..good thing my heart pumps testosterone instead of blood and that shit will grow back in 37 hours. But in the mean time I look like Christopher Penn in Footloose.

The party was cool. I was just a little peeved that not that many people remarked on my costume…..I mean I shaved here….I sacrificed …..and also I actually really liked my costume…..and I thought it was kinda obvious who I was….I mean I don’t look anything like Michael J Fox…..but those clothes are so distinct….I thought it would be undeniable and everyone would have gotten it. Plus my buddy Silv dressed up at Teen Wolf and we were hanging out the whole night so we should have been the talk of the town……dual MJF’s in the house?....come on……..apparently people were unaware this was my big comeback into Halloween and I needed encouragement.

So I ended up drinking heavily. See I don’t drink very often. But when I do I don’t mess the fuck around. I get to business. I never get out of control or anyting, I just don’t waste time……..so I got my buzz on and had some good conversations……well I’m assuming…..but I wasn’t aware there was going to be a time change. So it really caught me by surprise. I looked at the clock at 1:44 am. 3 more gulps of Jim Beam and 2 odd conversations later…I looked again and it read 1:14……Being that I was dressed up as Marty Mcfly I thought I had traveled through time…..but I didn't....someone confirmed it...Which was disappointing…..even though traveling an hour back in time once and not knowing it….while you’re drunk….wouldn’t be that monumental….it’d just be an extra hour at the party……which now that I think about could have happened for all I know.....I was pretty drunk.......it kind of felt like I was time traveling

But the party was going well until the cops came......then the party started dying down and the energy got weird. So we left a little early…..well early for me. I got home at around 2 And I was still pretty drunk and didn’t really know what to do…..I had some time to kill before I got tired. So I was hungry...you know...drunk hungry….and just grabbed what ever I could find that I didn’t have to prepare….so I ended up just eating a bunch of random crap to fill my stomach….which ended up being a can of sardines, some hot and sour soup, 3 spoon fulls of peanut butter and tuna straight out of the can…… Then I got the idea to worked out…....needless to say I felt gross……man.......I feel gross just explaining it.