Last minute Halloween Costume: Dress all in black, pin a white sheet to the back of the shirt at the shoulders and wrists. You are a Rorschach test.
Does anyone have white sheets anymore?
I have one white sheet, I think.
I don’t know what the deal is in this neighborhood for Halloween. The houses are spaced pretty far apart, and when I’ve lived in places like this before, no one went door to door. But I may get a small bag of treats just in case. The question is, do I get something I like in case they’re left over, or do I get something I hate in case they’re left over?
'Tis a dilemma.
[QUOTE=Bumbazine]
cough I’ll be a pull toy! cough{QUOTE]
Where are we gonna hook up the string?
Can I pull you behind my car?
My favorite costume was right after the '88 Olympics. I got a women’s wig, put ‘DDR’ and a number on a track suit, grew 3 day’s worth of beard, and was an East German female shot-putter.
Other years: dressed up in my hunting gear, and put a latex exit wound on my forehead - opening day deer hunter.
Variation: sheik’s robes with exit wound - a good Al Qaeda terrorist.
Had Vunderwife make me a monk’s robe one time, and went around proclaiming myself to be Brother Sebastian, exorcising the tooth rot demons from the kid’s candy.
VunderKind kept that one, so I can’t use it.
One year, my BiL made some head mounted goalposts, and went as Jimmy Hoffa (buried under the endzone of the Meadowlands, for you ferriners)
Still haven’t figured out what to do for this year.
My kinda pull toy Bumba! 
Ashes[sup]2[/sup] it ain’t like a CBG (bearfriend, barefriend, CBGB) fell out of a tree and landed on me. I actually did have to go somewhere, which meant I had to put on real clothes, get in my vehicle, go somewhere, park, get out of my vehicle, go inside and mix and mingle and such for a while. See, it was work! It just so happened a CBG made the same efforts on the same night and we met. Just makes ya want to burst out in a chorus of “Some Enchanted Evening” don’t it? 
5-4 I figgered you wouldn’t make it in time. After all it’s a long ways from New Yawk City to southwest Jawja even by plane. And the commuter flights coughcropdustercough from here to Etlanner ain’t but four times up and back a day, which at best means ya prolly woulda had to get the last one which gets here at 9:25 PM and by then I’d had “dessert” (twice) and a CBG had gone home cause the next day is a work day and such. I dunno bout that idea of coming Wednesday and stayin’ til Sunday. See, I need Thursday evenings during grass growin’ season to mow (guess what swampy did yesterday evening) then sit out on my back porch drinkin’ beer and admiring the freshly mown grass. Besides, a CBG has his own home which he must take care of. Besides, still, sometimes I goes to visit his turf. See? Not such a good idea after all.
FCM you don’t have to worry about me calling and disturbing your painting today. First, I don’t have your number and second I don’t like talking on the phone all that much. See? That’d be just silly of me. Oh, and you are forever my most favorite Cheap Date.
Halloween. Bah! I know I’m supposed to think of it as like the Gay High Holy Day and stuff but I don’t get all excited about it. A CBG doesn’t either. However, we’re both going to a party that Sunday cause it’s like a command performance. We’re tempted to dress up in suits and carry brief cases. We’d be insurance adjustors. Or door to door salesmen. Or lawyers. Or, we considered slacks, white shirts, skinny ties, cardigans and pipes and going as Ozzie Nelson and Jim Anderson. What y’all think? Rue you should get a kangaroo to accent your halloween costume. Maybe Lucy would consider wearing a kangaroo costume to help ya out. You should ask her.
A Friday Flirt:
So, vunderbob how you doin’?
This afternoon I get to go hang out at a golf tournament. It’s supposed to be sunny and mid 80s. I get to spend a couple hours sitting around in a chair at the 11th hole in case anybody hits a hole in one there. Me and another person have to be sitting there to witness cause ifn it happens on the 11th whole, the golfer what done it wins a Jeep Cherokee or sumpn like that. Oh, and we’ll have a cooler full of beer and water for the golfers if they be thirsty. They’re leaving a cooler full of beer with me. HAH! When will they ever learn?
-swampbear (FORE!)
Well, that’s it. You can’t distract me any longer. I’m going to don my grubbies and paint the ceiling in the kitchen and the family room. No, don’t try to stop me. I’m determined. Really. I’m going. Right now.
Seriously.
sigh Didn’t convince you either, huh?
I’ll check back in from time to time, but I must get my chores started. Try not to miss me too much…
… and she walks away dejectedly, knowing her fate is to spend the day spattered with ceiling paint and primer, for she is a do-it-yourselfer…
You’ve inspired me. Cheap black suit from Goodwill/Salvation Army, black Porkpie, cheap sunglasses, and briefcase. Instant Joliet Jake of the Blues Brothers.
Now I need to find a skinny(er) guy to dress up as Elwood…
Does Steve Irwin wear a pith helmet? No! No, he doesn’t! I, on the other hand, will be wearing my pith helmet. So, therefor, I am not the Crocodile Hunter, I am an “African Explorer”. There’s a HUGE difference.
And when I remove my hat, I’ll be pithed off. Bwa! Hahahahahaha!
:rolleyes:
I been toying with the idea of being Rizzo from grease since my new hairsdo vaguely resembles hers. I think I could pull it off if I decide to plop down some dough for a dumb pink satin jacket I’ll never wear again. Feh! Maybe that’s too dated.
Our house is in the neighborhood where everybody trucks in their progeny for trickertreatin’ so I always end up buying a ton of candy. I only keep the porch light on when the little ones are out cause they’re cute and wear costumes. After 8 o’clock it’s the bigger hoodlums with pillowcases who don’t even make an attempt. Last year my little pug girl, Jade, was helpin’ me by barkin’ her head off and wagging her body every time the doorbell rang. I told one of the kids she was Frank from Men in Black II. His eyes got big as saucers. Hmmmm, maybe I could be Tommy Lee Jones for Halloween!!! Whatcha all think???
Just taking a quick break (I had to put another load into the washer) to say that my ceilings are beige, and I don’t think they’ve seen white paint since the Carter administration. It makes it easy to see what I’ve done, but dang, how gross they are (well, except for the areas that I’ve already painted.)
Oh yeah, and I think I broke the extension handle thingie, so I’ll be going up and down the 2-step stool all day. Painting and step aerobics all in one!! Envy me!!
help meeeeeee…
OK, back to work.
The company owner always buys candy for us to give out on Hallowe’een.
Most of it doesn’t reach them.
Actually, I need two costumes- one for work, and one to wear out clubbing afterwards. No bare midsections at work. They think it’s unprofessional or something.
None of the costume suggestions so far involve enough work. You see, I’m of the Scarily Obsessed type, and I prefer to make things that take forever and are far too elaborate. Too long spent doing historical costuming, I think. If I make a cote, I can wear the bliaut. I’ll need a veil, too, to be properly Early Gothic, and to keep people from thinking I’m an elf. I’ve got some sheer gray cotton, and the bliaut is lavender. That would be nice.
Hmm. I could go as an elf. No, I’d need to wear fake ears.
I shredded up the pork roast. Nothing makes your cats love you more than cutting up a big piece of pig. They think you’re the mightiest hunter in the forest. “Look at what Mommy killed! Oh, boy!”
Ooh ooh Puggy, not Tommy Lee Jones, be the mean alien chickie from MIBII! Finally an excuse to upgrade your vinyl wardrobe. Rue has inspired me to contemplate African explorer costumes for my cats. I could make little pith helmets and they could wear what else? Little white scarves like the wimmin explorers wore in the movies? Weensy flasks as tribute to Hemmingway?
FairyChatMom, it’s probably too late but I read a tip for painting ceilings just yesterday. You take a plastic lid off a container, like a coffee can, cut a slit in it and put your brush through that. The lid catches drips that way. Or is a giant disappointment because I can see potential for that. But hey, you could putter for a good half hour putting it together and procrastination is the sport of kings.
Which makes me think about this command performance of swampy’s. Who’s commanding? The KingQueen of Burly Gay Guys exists (who else do you think buys and mails the toasters?) and he’s from Georgia! I wonder if he’s like Santa and he sees you when you’re sleeping or if you’re just good friends these days. Also, I think you should go as Ozzie and Harriet or at least Ozzie and one of the sons because that would be delightfully disturbing.
vunderbob, you three-timing slut you.
We interrupt this MMP for an important (at least to me) announcement:
My cabinets are here!!!
They’re all in cartons, so I’ll have a bunch of cardboard to recycle and I haven’t opened any of them because I have too much else to do right now, but they’ve arrived, so I’m happy!
I’ve also used up the first full gallon of ceiling paint, doing the old kitchen, the area where the old kitchen extended into the family room, and part of the old family room. I ran out of paint just about the time the truck showed up. So now seems like a good time to break and have lunch before cracking open the second gallon.
Fourth load of laundry is in the washer. No one has showed up to help. I’m wearing purple, except for the blue ball cap that’s going to keep the paint out of my hair, in theory.
That’s all. Carry on.
I’ll take that as a compliment.
On to other stuff. Are you FlahrDopers restocked on your hunker so you can hunker down again? I’ve heard from a couple different sources that y’all are so tired of 'canes by now that they’re gonna say screw it and stay put.
I’ve ordered that platter and plates but they are on backorder! Who’d a thunk eh?
I got to see your house ugly. Are you going to show it off beeyooteefull?
[QUOTE=welby]
A.) Lanyard included
B.) They let you drive? :eek: :eek: :eek:
Rue, I think you should be Captain Spaulding the famous African Explorer.
** sings:
Hello. I must be going.
I came to say I cannot stay I must be going.
I’ll stay a week or two,
I’ll stay the Summer through,
But I am telling you,
I must be gooooinggg! *
Kallessa, I figgered it out. I be’s cleaver that way.
I’ll be going as a smartass this year, that way I don’t have to buy a costume.
FCM, I wish I was there, I love putting stuff together. BTW, you’d be time ahead to just go get another extension handle. AND you’d have an excuse to go to the hardware store. Always a fun trip.
I heard the other day that Dick Chaney said the hurricanes are all Kerry’s fault.
The Anachi’s will be hurriedly hunkering tomorrow. I gassed up last night but still need to get groceries, do laundry and clean house tomorrow so I don’t have to worry about that stuff as I’m sitting without power…yet again…on a weekend. :mad: Our nextdoor neighbor never took the boards off his windows so he’s set. We got plenty of ice, generator primed, and with any luck the window AC Mr. Anachi ordered will come today. Seriously, our only worry is the trees that have yet to be cut down. Hope that doesn’t become a moot point. 
Most certainly, although I have no idea when. I was thinking maybe an after-Thanksgiving open house thing, but I need to discuss it with the spousal unit. Until then, you’ll have to content yourself with photos.
So anyway, the ceiling paint is on, the laundry is all done, and I’m taking a break. In an hour or so, I’m going to sand some more mud, and when my sweetie gets home, we can start a primer coat. Tentative plans for tomorrow include me putting color on the walls while he installs the solar tube and the other ceiling fan. Sunday, we should be able to get the floor tiled.
I may actually have a kitchen after next weekend!!
Where will you get an ordinary wildebeest on the weekend?
Uh, that’d be a typical gnu and tiler, too, Bob…