Halloween is almost here, and I nearly forgot. I love Halloween for the fact that it's like the lobe's of America's brain split in half. Men go as "someone who just got beat up", Cops, women, pimps and monsters. Girls use it as an excuse to dress as slutty as they want, and get the validation w/out the male-gaze-judgement beat down. Whats compelling 63% of all straight, female-identified women of America to go as Sexy Nurse, or Naughty Nun, or Sexy Ringmaster, Sexy Zombie, Wholly Fuckable Zombie, Check out my boobies Racoon, Dominatrix Rabbit. OR Whatevers. Halloween is totally get out of jail free card.
I should go as NEA-grant denial era Karen Finley, and confront it all head on by going naked cept for some Nestle quick syrup, carry around a half open can of yams. (PS. I saw KF during this point in her career and it was more of a feminist awakening than even seeing Bikini Kill. That bitch is FURRRRREAL.)
My own thinking was this year to go as a man-something, An ugly man-something even more so. I suggested Howard Hughes to JR, but think I may have to do it myself. extra long finger nails, bathrobe, kleenex boxes on feet, jar of fake urine w/ me. Maybe solo career era Grant Hart? -- i could just put a pillow in my shirt, and carry around a drum stick and a Nova Mob album or something. I want to go as something macho and undead and utterly unattractive.
Dan Rather on his day off.
Your dad right after him and yr mom split, circa 81, when he rocked sweatpants on the daily and fed you nothing but baked beans and off brand chicken mc nuggets?...
Posted by Jessica at October 28, 2003 08:07 PM
Again, I welcome suggestions.
Maybe I will write a manifesto about it, pass it out and go as myself.
Or as a rope.
I think going as a rope would be really good.
Blood soaked Sissy Spacek as Carrie?