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[Mite]

My Halloween wasn't too bad. Death Cab was awesome, and I met up with some guys who invited me to their party. Since I'm shy and awkward, though, I came home and watched 8 1/2 instead.

But tonight is my Rocktober 32nd Party! Wooo!

[jough]

Since I'm shy and awkward, though, I came home and watched 8 1/2 instead.

You can't see me, but I'm totally down on one knee ready to ask you a question.

I don't, though, because I'm awkward (but not necessarily shy) myself.

Doesn't sound like too bad an All Hallow's Eve, though.  I spent half of Sam Hein covered in a mixture of real and false blood, neither of which originally belonged to me.

Perhaps "covered" is overstating things.  It wasn't Carrie-esque or anything.  But I was reminded why I should never hang around drunk strangers while it is my intention to both a) remain sobre, and b) avoid "you lookin' at my girl" enduced violence from those whose intentions do not include my "a".

Sigh.  And all I wanted to do was get some Chinoise take-away and watch "Incubus," the Shatner horror film (aren't they all, though?) whose dialogue is entirely written in Esperanto.

[wombat]

 "Incubus," the Shatner horror film (aren't they all, though?) whose dialogue is entirely written in Esperanto.

I was sure you had to be kidding....but it's true.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0059311/

[slink]

But I was reminded why I should never hang around drunk strangers while it is my intention to both a) remain sobre, and b) avoid "you lookin' at my girl" enduced violence from those whose intentions do not include my "a".

Bleah I hate that shit. Soooooo much. Again, I'm an idealist!

Sigh.  And all I wanted to do was get some Chinoise take-away and watch "Incubus," the Shatner horror film (aren't they all, though?) whose dialogue is entirely written in Esperanto.

You so remind me of my friend Ray, who just watched the original 4+ hour version of Dances With Wolves, sans subtitles.

[Mite]

Dammit jough, why are all the good ones in other states?

..."Incubus," the Shatner horror film (aren't they all, though?) whose dialogue is entirely written in Esperanto.

I will not rest until I've found a copy of this.

[jough]

It's okay, Mite.  I only really exist on the internet.

Thankfully, Mr. Shatner is very much real.  You can get a really nice Special Edition DVD of Incubus from many online e-tailers, but I got mine from Overstock.com for only $5.99 around Christmas time last year (why I bought a Gothic Melodrama Demon film around Xmas can only be understood by meeting my family).

It looks like they're out of it, but many other places, like DeepDiscountDVD.com have it for a half-way decent price.

God.  Now I have such an urge to dig out his CD, "The Transformed Man" which of course you all already own since it is a Classic with a capitol C.

Well, not only did no one recognise my costume, but even when I told these New Yorker pseudo-intellectuals who I was dressed up as they STILL didn't get it.  I'll bet they would have known who I was if I dressed like Camile Paglia, but then that would just be more frightening than anything else, even for Halloween.

A propos of nothing at all, it's November now, and I realised today that I associate months in my head with this image of a timeline that shifts in relation to where I am in the year - I'm sure everyone has their own visualisation of the year/month/time in general - anyway, mine's twisty and each month has its own colour (in a nice gradient) and November to me is mostly brown in colour, which is none-too-pleasant.  

It's greenish at the beginning of the month, though, so I'm trying to enjoy the green while it lasts.   The autumn is my favourite time of year without a doubt (I'm not sure what that says about my personality) as I love the smell of things burning, like firewood, branches, the bodies in the tidal marsh behind my house, etc., but then of course the cold of winter comes and just sucks the life out of everything.

Yes, just nothing but cold, the kind of icy wind that feels like it can rend the soul from your body, which is just that much closer to being entombed in the cold cold ground.

Okay, I'm off to listen to Tom Waits records and cry myself to sleep.


Nighty night.

[AugustWest]

Well, I was all dressed up like Slink and everything and just going about my business when all of sudden this guy walks up to me.  I'm like, "Hey" and he's like "Hey, you're Slink."  

Then he busts me right in the chops.  What's up with that?

Next year I'm going as Jough.  Surely Jough has never sufficiently offended anyone such that they would be willing to bust him in the chops, right?

[Mite]

My Rocktober 32nd party is over, and it's only 1. People were "tired" or some crap like that. I'll sleep when I'm dead. Unfortunately, it's tough to go to the Claremont Lounge by oneself, and any other bar is too far to walk.

I associate November with bone-chilling cold and deep, dark depression, what with being from Minnesota and all. But now, living in Georgia, my system is totally thrown off. It's 80 degrees here, fer chrissakes. It shouldn't be any warmer than 40. I think I'll have to hibernate just to keep myself from going completely schizo.

[slink]

Then he busts me right in the chops.  What's up with that?

Sorry, I really should have warned you about that, but hey it got some of it off my back for the night!

As for Novemberness, I kinda see it as a slightly blue but otherwise nasty grey. Despite the fact the light shining it right now is all orange.
I don't like Winter all that much. Damn cold, damn wet, damn boring. And it gets dark at 4pm.
Stupid farmers.

[jough]

Next year I'm going as Jough.  Surely Jough has never sufficiently offended anyone such that they would be willing to bust him in the chops, right?

Wouldn't be much of a costume, going as me.  Just get some little round James-Joyce-esque specs, a short mini-pompador, and a bunch of button-down Oxford shirts (in pastel colours for bonus points) and dark Dockers in colours like "mustard" and "olive" along with well-worn black combat boots for footwear.

No jewelry, no piercings, no tattoos to worry about.  If you shave your head around the side you'll be "Summertime" Jough.  If you let it grow to be a little Baldwin shaggy you'll be "Wintertime" Jough.

I'd worry about being out of style but I've seen what's IN style, and it's hideous.

-- Jough

P.S. I don't know if anyone would dare try to bust me in the chops, but perhaps there are those who would like to perform other types of bodily mutilation on me.  It's the burden of the wise-ass.

[Choop]

Mustard Dockers? Jough, do you live in the 1960s or what? Granted you're not "with it" as you say, but DAYUM do you have to be so out of it? Mustard khakis went out with the terms "reefer" and "swingin'." Did you miss the whole black-wool-slacks/black-cotton-turtleneck thing from a few years ago? Maybe it's time to try that?

I hope Mite's more with it than you are; otherwise, you'll never find dalliance in a damsel's drawers.

sorry for the alliterative ending there; I couldn't come up with anything better.

[AugustWest]

P.S. I don't know if anyone would dare try to bust me in the chops

Why not?  Are you some kind of ninja or something?

[jough]

Mustard Dockers? Jough, do you live in the 1960s or what?[/size]

I live in the late 1950s.  It's nicer here.

Seriously, I dress like Alain Delon in his early films.  I would be right at home as an extra in "Plein Soleil."

P.S. I think I'm going to take a break from dalliances in damsels' drawers for awhile.  Virtual relationships are the way to go.  I'm convinced after this fuck*ng horrid weekend.

[jough]

Why [would someone] not [bust Jough in the chops]?  Are you some kind of ninja or something?

Something.

[Mite]

I hope Mite's more with it than you are; otherwise, you'll never find dalliance in a damsel's drawers.

Dude, I'm a geek. I only learned how to properly apply eye makeup my junior year of college.

My uniform consists of chuck taylors, jeans, and my collection of t-shirts. On occasion I can dress well, but it takes effort. I do however have standard-issue hipster spiky hair and thick glasses.

Virtual relationships are the way to go. I'm convinced after this fuck*ng horrid weekend.

Preach it. If only people didn't suck so hard.