another in a series of holiday themed posts

The Sunday Halloween that looms on the horizon is actually good for several reasons: the pressure is off to make Halloween night extra fun, because it's a Sunday. This means that I can rotate costumes all weekend, as it is certain that there will be festivities Friday, Saturday and the dreaded Sunday. I've been planning on being a sex robot -- what is a sex robot? This is an excellent question. Many years ago, back in the college days, the roommates Amber and Shant and I were watching some type of daytime entertainment (Riki Lake? Jenny Jones? MoPo?) and some 14 year old goth kid had been dragged in by his mom for a makeover. Riki (or Jenny, or Maury) asked him about how kids at school viewed him. His response was something like "All the kids at school dress to fit into a group -- I mean, there's the preps, the jocks, the punks, the goths, you know, the sex robots..." Umm, excuse me? The sex robots? I figured it was time for me to interpret this. Although, yesterday Brett suggested we go as the Futurists. Nick suggested this means we wear all black and go around stabbing people. I also think we would have to strap some sort of amplifier to ourselves and play feedback. Edgy!