Halloween Wknd at The Local
Friday October 29, 2010
I forgot that I had some funny footage from The Local’s Halloween party! Ha this kid that works there that we call “McLovin” dressed like Justin Beiber for Halloween and did his rendition on the bar at one point during the night. The best part of the video is the reaction at the end of Mina, the owner.
Jarin (a fixture here) and Beiber.
This was an awesomely creepy stuffed monkey with a scary face and while I am not sure why it was at the bar or whose costume is was part of, Joe and I had an enormous amount of fun screwing with people who ended up with, well, a literal “monkey on their back”
This guy. Not so amused.
The theme of the night was Cougars and Hunters… cougar and hunter being genderinterchangeble and not just old women dressed like skanks.
The monkey belonged to this woman (a professional athlete of some sort whose name escapes me…who might not want to be named in my blog anyways, so whatever) and I was sooooo close to adopting the monkey from her. She was running around all night and didn’t seem to care about it and I asked her a few times if I could keep it and she was like “Suuuure!”
…but in the end she came back for him
He would have looked so awesome in my loft with all my other weird things. (Someone said my place was like American Pickers the other day. Is that an insult? At first I thought it was like they were calling me a hoarder, but I think it means more like I collect eclectic things. I am going with the latter. hmmph.)
Yeah, I didn’t dress up for my favorite holiday of the year. I wasn’t inspired by anything except going with 32 other people as Chilean miners and quite frankly I didn’t want to babysit 32 other drunk people all weekend. My friend Jeff took my idea and had a group of about 5 people but I am such a freak about costumes that I would never do it with less than 33. As I get older and weirder I like Halloween less and less. Since I’ve thrown 2 huge over the top costume parties in the last few years I feel like Halloween is just… amateur hour. Costume snob? Maybe. And the worst part is that I could easily resurrect one of my costumes from 10 years ago and be around people that have never seen it but I refuse. Now that I think of it…this is a whole other blog entry altogether.































































































