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To quote Arthur Dent, "This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays." Which in no way applies to me, but it's the only pithy quote about Thursday I could think of. In fact, it may be the only quote about Thursdays in existence. If you can think of any other literary or cinematic quotes pertaining to Thursdays, please write it in reverse in lemon juice on a sheet of papyrus, seal it inside a tennis ball, dip it in rooster blood, bury it in your back yard during the first full moon after the equinox, then chant, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays." five times. My agents will be in touch.
After much deliberation over the past six months, Ethan finally picked a Halloween costume. Earlier in the year, it was a werewolf in a suit, which was later changed to a Roman-style warrior a la Gladiator or 300, which evolved into an Egyptian pharaoh. The final decision seems to have been inspired by this bit of Photoshopping, hence his decision to go as a zombie skateboarder. Jacquelyn and I shredded some clothes and doused him in blood. Wanna see?
Wasn't that a nice little pictorial story? I thought so.
Today, I got a hair cut from Stephen at HAIR, stopped at Trader Joe's for some yummy groceries, and bicycled home. It's definitely getting cold enough to make me consider putting the bike away for the season, but it's not quite that bad yet. I just keep forgetting to buy gloves, as my hands are the only unbearably cold part of my bod.
Oh yes, NaNoWriMo starts today. Since Ethan is too young to read my first novel (and he regularly asks when he can) I've decided to write Ethan a novel and I'm going to use NaNoWriMo as impetus to do so. Ethan has asked for a sort of apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic adventure. We'll see how it goes.
I'll leave you here, dear reader, while I eat some Trader Joe's BBQ Chicken Pizza and do some laundry and think of a starting point for an apocalyptic novel. I suppose I should start with an apocalypse, huh? Yet I can't seem to get around the fact that apocalypse is Greek for revelation. What, oh, what, shall I reveal?
After much deliberation over the past six months, Ethan finally picked a Halloween costume. Earlier in the year, it was a werewolf in a suit, which was later changed to a Roman-style warrior a la Gladiator or 300, which evolved into an Egyptian pharaoh. The final decision seems to have been inspired by this bit of Photoshopping, hence his decision to go as a zombie skateboarder. Jacquelyn and I shredded some clothes and doused him in blood. Wanna see?
Here he is in the shower where we smeared him with blood so we didn't get it all over the floor. He's practicing his killer zombie face.

Once he's sufficiently bloody, then comes the deathly corpse-like pallor....

And then some gory facial wounds...

Finally, the zombie sees himself for what he is!

And he is not amused...

Jacquelyn is caught red handed!

Which send the newly zombified Ethan into a killing rage...

But her brains aren't enough, and he turns on his father for more!

Figaro watches the carnage with an air of detached amusement.

Zombie Ethan then takes his skateboard...

Hops on...

And goes trick-or-treating!

Along the way Jacquelyn and Zombie Skater have a nice laugh...

We see many cool pumpkins, like this one...

And scary costumes like this frightening little girl...

And I take my one obligatory picture to prove I was there...

Instead of saying "Trick-or-Treat!" Ethan approached the doors like this and growled, "BBBRRRRAAAAAAAIIIINNNSSSSS!"

Eventually we called it a night. Zombie Ethan was again, not amused...

But in the end, was very happy at his diabetic-coma-inducing haul of candy...

The End.

Once he's sufficiently bloody, then comes the deathly corpse-like pallor....

And then some gory facial wounds...

Finally, the zombie sees himself for what he is!

And he is not amused...

Jacquelyn is caught red handed!

Which send the newly zombified Ethan into a killing rage...

But her brains aren't enough, and he turns on his father for more!

Figaro watches the carnage with an air of detached amusement.

Zombie Ethan then takes his skateboard...

Hops on...

And goes trick-or-treating!

Along the way Jacquelyn and Zombie Skater have a nice laugh...

We see many cool pumpkins, like this one...

And scary costumes like this frightening little girl...

And I take my one obligatory picture to prove I was there...

Instead of saying "Trick-or-Treat!" Ethan approached the doors like this and growled, "BBBRRRRAAAAAAAIIIINNNSSSSS!"

Eventually we called it a night. Zombie Ethan was again, not amused...

But in the end, was very happy at his diabetic-coma-inducing haul of candy...

The End.
Wasn't that a nice little pictorial story? I thought so.
Today, I got a hair cut from Stephen at HAIR, stopped at Trader Joe's for some yummy groceries, and bicycled home. It's definitely getting cold enough to make me consider putting the bike away for the season, but it's not quite that bad yet. I just keep forgetting to buy gloves, as my hands are the only unbearably cold part of my bod.
Oh yes, NaNoWriMo starts today. Since Ethan is too young to read my first novel (and he regularly asks when he can) I've decided to write Ethan a novel and I'm going to use NaNoWriMo as impetus to do so. Ethan has asked for a sort of apocalyptic/post-apocalyptic adventure. We'll see how it goes.
I'll leave you here, dear reader, while I eat some Trader Joe's BBQ Chicken Pizza and do some laundry and think of a starting point for an apocalyptic novel. I suppose I should start with an apocalypse, huh? Yet I can't seem to get around the fact that apocalypse is Greek for revelation. What, oh, what, shall I reveal?
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Also, now I want to arrange my loot like that. :0
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haha, I thought I was being cool separating it from chocolate to non chocolate, though I did put them in the bowls in layers of different candy.. at least for the non chocolate.
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Fun fun fun!
I must NaNoWrimo, I must, I must!
Trader Joe's est bueno.
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NaNo is definitely waiting for tomorrow. I am stuffed to the gills on shahi paneer :P
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People all day were like "Ohh. It's a (scary/bloody/homicidal) nun!", and I would have to just smile and say "Zombie. I'm a zombie nun," as the fake blood dripped conspicuously out of my mouth.
I considered writing an apocalyptic novel for NaNoWriMo too! I unfortunately have an assload of homework on the first day, so I'll have to start in tomorrow.
Even as I'm writing this, my brain is saying GETTOWORKGETTOWORKGETTOWORK
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I have no idea when I'm going to find time to do NaNo, but I'll do it. I'm heading out for Indian food in a little bit and am starting to think I may have to start tomorrow as well :( This is going to be difficult as I have three papers for psychology due this month, plus a presentation on Greek theatre masks for drama. Ack!
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Conflabbit, I love Swedish Fish! I didn't even know they were available in trick-or-treatery size, or I would've stocked up on little travel packs for the year.
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(Though, I think you did forget the bit about writing it not in English, but in a strange conglomerate of Ancient Hebrew, Latin, Swahili and Klingon. Shame, oh, shame on you.
Ethan looks amazing, by the way. I once went as a zombie flapper-dancer from the 20s. It turned out brilliantly. I had cobwebs in my hair and everything.
And your apocalypse should have something to do with giant crab.
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That's a great costume. I love combo-costumes especially. A friend and I had the idea of selling dual-costume packages, like the werewolf princess or the vampire clown or the hobo robot :P
Giant crab, you say? Possibly. I'm thinking something lovely and biblical, so I do have to have a creature rise from the sea and it's got to have ten horns, so maybe I can make it ten claws instead ;)
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This guy: http://www.drizzle.com/~earlb/costume/02hbcg.html makes the best costumes. This one is amazingly clever :)
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Strangely enough, I did meet a man this week at a Haunted House that was dressed as the first invasion of Vietnam. I'm not even kidding.
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Figaro watched everything with detached amusement.
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