Fry-Day

[gurdymonkey]

We are now up to stupid on three separate lists. (Only on SCA-West would people bother arguing about Daylight Savings Time!)  People suck.

Blew off the work potluck and had a salad in my car down by the marina because I needed to be out of the office and away from the reek of crock-pottin' chili and too many damn cup cakes. Several brown pelicans were diving for fish with the cheerfully murderous greed of their kind. I can't decide if they're graceful or awkward or both. They've got the whole pterodactyl thing going. I'd see one sailing along then turn sharply and FALL into the water after a fish with the kind of splash that makes Olympic diving commentators sigh about someone's medal prospects going belly up.

I did not wear a costume at work. Why? Because my Fridays frequently involve standing over a copier, crawling through storage cabinets, breaking down boxes for recycling and other housekeeping chores. If certain associate wish to get in touch with their inner ho' in Party City rags, that's their business, not mine. My costume IS, however, done and ready for this evening so I can be iconic, empowering, and comfortable even.

And I have discovered why, in the entire time I've lived in this neighborhood, I have not seen a single child, costumed or un, roaming the streets, much less braving the not-easily-seen-from-the-street side stairway that leads to my apartment. They trick or treat at the mall! The reason I found this out was because I needed to acquire ingredients for sasha_khan 's evil brain plant (ginger cheesecake), which meant a pilgrimage to Trader Joe's, which is down at South Shore. The place was an anthill of parents dragging kids around (or vice versa). Lots of high school age girls embracing their inner Victoria's Secret ad with a vengeance (Party City Ho plus wings), you're not really a ho',right?  lots of teenage boys steadfastly refusing to blow their cover as teenage boys, lots of superheroes I can't even identify, toddlers in pumpkin suits, that sort of thing.

I feel bad for these kids and their too-busy parents. I think of some of the things my mother did with paper and a stapler when we were little. Poof! You're a flower!. Voila, Dad can be the Empire State Building for that cocktail party. Or trick or treating in Aunt Mimi's bridesmaid dresses. You might get a mask at Woolworths, but the rest of the ensemble came out of closets and drawers and the art box. 

Comments

[czina.livejournal.com]

In re: kids with no creative outlet -

Absolutely! Our kids had a blast with the box costumes tonight - and they actually interacted with the costume. Versus the kids who do 'vamp princess', 'pirate', and other generic 'Kmart' costumes.

Of course - we are not the norm, I fear: we have a mini-room/very large walk in closet that is our 'garb closet' - so if they need costumes, I think they'll be covered for quite awhile.

[gurdymonkey.livejournal.com]

Your Ro-Bots rock.

[takadai-no-tora.livejournal.com]

One of the coolest costumes at my school today was a kid who was dressed up as a Leggo. Big cardboard carton with holes cut in it for head and arms and 8 big plastic containers, looked like recycled salad tubs, glued bottoms out like the Leggo peg-thingies, the whole ensemble spray-painted Leggo blue. He looked great and the most expensive thing about it was probably the can(s) of spray paint

[bronx-baroness.livejournal.com]

Now that WAS cool! good for him!