I want to extend a very special thank you to all my regular readers for all your words of support over the past year and to those of you who stopped by for the first time last week to share some love on my SITS day. I intend to make good on my promise and am still making my rounds to all of your blogs. This could take some time, so please bear with me.
Also, the apron I won from Fumbling Towards Normalcy arrived and it’s so stinkin’ cute! I finally got around to taking some photos, but please excuse the grainy resolution and my horrible “come hither” stance. It was that or my trademark “deer-in-headlights” look. Sadly there is no in-between with me when I pose for photographs.
I am still recovering from Atlantic City, a city that definitely had its way with me Halloween weekend. Talk about sensory overload. Not only were the casinos bustling with hippies, but the boardwalk was a runway for some of the most eccentric and unusual costumes I have ever seen in my life. In other words, I was in heaven.
My girlfriend and I arrived Friday night. Remember when I said that we’d only go to the Saturday and Sunday Phish shows? As luck would have it, fate had other plans. That morning, my friend was miracled an extra, so on our way down to AC, a few phone calls were made and I had a ticket waiting for me in the hotel lobby in a matter of minutes. Score! As soon as we found parking at the hotel, we ran to the venue and made it in time for the second set (damn Friday night city traffic). It was not the best show I’d ever been to, but as far as we were both concerned, everything that happened that night was a bonus. We weren’t even supposed to be there, right?
It was a wonderful weekend. We met up with buddies from college, flirted with some cute boys, hit up the casinos for slots and Blackjack, decided that 2pm was a fine time for a happy hour, and smoked a ton of cigarettes. On Halloween, rumors swirled in the hotel and at the blackjack tables among Phish-heads as to which album they would play that evening. My obscure pick was Warren Zevon’s “Excitable Boy” (I knew they would never play it in a million years, but I happen to think it’s a perfect Halloween album). Their Saturday night show put an end to all the Zeppelin rumors when they played a very high-energy medley that included “Whole Lotta’ Love,” “Ramble On,” “Stairway to Heaven,” etc. It was epic. They ended up going with Little Feat’s “Waiting for Columbus,” an album I had not yet heard but it was a very fun set and I definitely danced my ass off.
The Rainbow Brite costume was incredibly easy to pull off and turned out to be a success. Here I am with two of my girlfriends: Strawberry Shortcake and Jem (and yes, I realize that Rainbow Brite did not have blue hair but I couldn’t turn down the wig).
Right before this photograph was taken, one of the bears yelled “CARE BEAR STARE” (had to be the guy next to me). Also, HOW CUTE IS THE ORANGE CARE BEAR?!
Sorry this isn’t a stellar post, but I’m feeling kind of stretched thin these days. I was hoping to make it up with colorful pictures. Did it work?