this is halloween, this is halloween...

another year has gone by and halloween is here again. i love halloween. besides being a great excuse to eat a bunch of candy, i like the whole process of putting together a costume. adrianne and i came up with the idea for our costume back in may when we took a peter pan bus home from maryland. after scouring the city for cheap costume parts over the past few weeks, we put everything together on thursday night. then last night the day finally came to show off our costumes. as you can see, harrison is a businessman, adrianne is tinkerbell and i'm peter pan. i think we did a pretty good job. we all went down to mark and sara*'s to watch a hell of a zombie movie. after that we all headed to the levee where we saw the channel 4 news team, american gladiators, and a set of dominoes all hanging out, drinking beers like it ain't no thing. like i said, i love halloween.

Saturday: I have short shorts!

this marks the first anniversary of my blog. hooray! this time last year i was writing a post about preparing for mark's (s. gary's) birthday celebration. well another year has passed and it is time for another birthday bash in his honor. this year's party started at the water taxi beach in long island city which is basically a ton of imported sand spread out on the banks of the east river. the beach features a $2 shaefer special which everyone at the party was taking advantage of, including the out-of-town guests of honor, mr. and mrs. big mark.

after suffering through the 90 degree heat long enough i returned home to meet adrianne. we went out to dinner then met everyone at east river bar for act two of the nights festivities. as usual there were drinks downed, pictures taken and fights avoided. luckily i was able to miss act three at the levee where i hear everyone finally dropped off the ledge of reasonable drunk behavior.

bon anniversaire!

killer queen

halloween is the greatest holiday known to mankind. you can wear tight-ass white jeans and a mustache and exude awesome through the help of freddy mercury's ghost. and dressing like a gay dude is a great way to meet chicks and get into their beds.

back in time...

i went to a costume party at one of my favorite bars, capone's, last night. i didn't have time to put together the real costume i'm wearing this year (you'll see that later) so i threw together an old stand-by based on what i have in my closet. based on the picture, who do you think i dressed as? if you have any doubts, see this picture and this picture. i think i'm pretty much a dead ringer for ol' marty mcfly but apparently the '80s are so back in the 'burg that one can dress like this and no one assumes you're in costume. what a terrible time. i'm going back to the future.

magnum party

there is a party saturday night that may turn out to be one of the greatest. originally it was entitled "Night of 1000 Magnums." for whatever reason the planners scaled back on that goal. i'm not sure what the theme is now but it involves magnum characters, cartoons, and hipsters. it's kind of broad. regardless i will attend as if the original theme were still in place. i'm going as one thomas magnum, private investigator. i've got the hawaiian shirt, the topsiders, the sunglasses, the short shorts and the piece de resistance, the mustache.

i picked that up today, which is the impetus for this story. as i was browsing the costume shop a comely shopgirl asked if i needed assistance. i responded, asking if the store had any "magnum mustaches." she gave me a look like i was crazy. now there are maybe four styles of mustaches: the handlebar, the "clark gable", the "hitler", and the "magnum". that's it. this girl had never heard of magnum, p.i. not magnum. not higgins. not rick. not t.c. not ferrari drivin' private investigator. nothin'. maybe she was too young. (which blows 'cause it means i'm too old.) maybe her mother didn't have a thing for mustachioed men like my mother did. maybe her dad is tom selleck and she's blocked out the character from embarrassment. whatever the reason i left the store feeling as if the world was slightly off balance. there are people in this city who don't know about magnum. hopefully i inspired her to go home and search "magnum" in wikipedia and after reading the entry feel compelled to buy the dvds and after watching she'll throw her own magnum party. or maybe i'm a nerd who'll be dressed ridiculously for a killer party.