Well Halloween is finally over. I had fun this year, but it could have been better. Friday night a friend of mine invited me to a party, kind of last minute, so I had to come up with a quick costume. I just borrowed a microphone from a friend of mine and went as Jonathan Davis from Korn. Probably the easiest costume I've ever done. The party was cool, but I couldn't drink that night since I had a long drive home and had come by myself.
Saturday was a little better. I wanted to do a sort of "early transformation" werewolf. Just real subtle changes, like claws, upper and lower fangs, yellow eyes, etc. Well I also had some latex prosthetics to raise my cheekbones out and give myself a very pronounced browline, but after I had the latex stuck to my face, I realized I didn't have any liquid latex to smooth out the edges
So I had to take them all off and get the spirit gum off of my face, and I ended up wasting about an hour and a half for nothing. At least I got to keep on the pointed ears. Then I just threw on my fur coat, since a wasn't about to wear a whole fur suit. I went out to another friend's party that night, and it was relatively small, but I was able to at least drink a little that night. There's a few pictures in my Halloween 2006 folder. There's one that someone took while I contorted my body to look like I was starting to shift, then I crudely photoshopped it
Then last night I was supposed to go out bar hopping with friends, so after work I spend 2 hours turning into Captain Jack and go out to pick them up and nobody was even dressed!!! They all just wanted to stay in and watch fucking tv. Either that, or they just wouldn't pick up their phones when I called. Bastards. They could have at least had the common courtesy to call me and let me know they didn't want to do anything. They've been flaking so much lately it's really starting to piss me off. I'm 24 fucking years old. I'm not ready to just sit at home every night and do fucking nothing
So as I saw it, Captain Jack doesn't need his crew to party. He is the fucking party. So I went out and stopped by a strip club and said hello to a few friends. One of the dancers practically molested me and said she wants to have my babies. However, my first and only love is the sea. So I set sail and headed down to another bar.
As soon as I got there the owner saw me in the parking lot and told me to hurry up and go inside because they were having a costume contest that was just starting. So he ushered me in and made sure I got in it. They paraded us around like dogs and in the end it came down to me and another guy dressed like Anakin Skywalker. It was really close and they called it a tie, so we both got gift certificates for free booze at the bar. I actually ended up running into some other people that I knew there and made a few friends. There were a couple of really hot Jager girls there, and they kept giving me free shit and asked if they could take some pictures with me. Of course I obliged, being a gentleman and all, but unfortunately didn't get any on my camera
So, that was pretty much the rundown on my Halloween weekend. 3 pretty much sober nights, absent friends, and a tie with a jedi/sith. There's a few pics of each costume I did in the Halloween 2006 folder. I have a ton more Sparrow pics, but I just didn't want to oversaturate the folder. Anyways, thats it. Res ipsa loquitur....
Also, I shot myself with a staple gun today:

Saturday was a little better. I wanted to do a sort of "early transformation" werewolf. Just real subtle changes, like claws, upper and lower fangs, yellow eyes, etc. Well I also had some latex prosthetics to raise my cheekbones out and give myself a very pronounced browline, but after I had the latex stuck to my face, I realized I didn't have any liquid latex to smooth out the edges
Then last night I was supposed to go out bar hopping with friends, so after work I spend 2 hours turning into Captain Jack and go out to pick them up and nobody was even dressed!!! They all just wanted to stay in and watch fucking tv. Either that, or they just wouldn't pick up their phones when I called. Bastards. They could have at least had the common courtesy to call me and let me know they didn't want to do anything. They've been flaking so much lately it's really starting to piss me off. I'm 24 fucking years old. I'm not ready to just sit at home every night and do fucking nothing
As soon as I got there the owner saw me in the parking lot and told me to hurry up and go inside because they were having a costume contest that was just starting. So he ushered me in and made sure I got in it. They paraded us around like dogs and in the end it came down to me and another guy dressed like Anakin Skywalker. It was really close and they called it a tie, so we both got gift certificates for free booze at the bar. I actually ended up running into some other people that I knew there and made a few friends. There were a couple of really hot Jager girls there, and they kept giving me free shit and asked if they could take some pictures with me. Of course I obliged, being a gentleman and all, but unfortunately didn't get any on my camera
So, that was pretty much the rundown on my Halloween weekend. 3 pretty much sober nights, absent friends, and a tie with a jedi/sith. There's a few pics of each costume I did in the Halloween 2006 folder. I have a ton more Sparrow pics, but I just didn't want to oversaturate the folder. Anyways, thats it. Res ipsa loquitur....
Also, I shot myself with a staple gun today:

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hope you are recovering from the staple gun misadventure!
xo