Please tell me you’re a woman.
I was Dr. McNinja. No pictures yet, but it was pretty good.
I dressed up as a robot to hand out candy. One wee small boy asked if I really was a robot. His big sister reassured him that I wasn’t, calling attention to all of the tape on my costume.
I did get my black mage outfit done in time (woot!) and good thing too, because it was a lot warmer than last years outfit. Someone even got it. Best line of the day:
“Hey, are you the one who casts the spell that knocks everybody down?”
I pulled an old costume out of my costume trunk: a mirror with eye holes and mouth hole cut in it, attached to a black hood and worn with all-black clothes under a black cape. Someone dressed as (for example) an Amish farmer would say, “So what are you supposed to be?” and I’d answer, “I’m an Amish farmer–I thought I’d be the only one here!” If folks weren’t dressed up, I’d say, “I’m going as you this year–took me hours to get the look right, how’d I do?”
Someone else told me that I was a poem and quoted Emerson at me: “A poem is a mirror walking around.” Another person asked me if I was Mirrormask, and a third person referenced the mirror-masked police in Perdido Street Station. I love literate goth crowds!
Daniel
Damn, that’s a great idea, hope you don’t mind if I steal that.
As the homebody hander out of candy, it wasn’t real extravagent. Just a backwards ballcap, my wife’s sunglasses and some of those godawful “hillbilly teeth”.
I told 'em “Y’all be sure and brush after eating this, okay? it’s reeeeal important”.
Poison Ivy? That sounds like a really fun costume- I may just have to remember to steal the idea next year…
Anyway, this year I went to a couple of parties. To the first one I wore my costume from last year in order to not freeze. It’s a pretty burgundy medieval type dress. To the second one, my friends talked me into a french maid costume.
any chance of talking you out of it? 
Darth Vader. I’ve cooled on the idea of doing it again next year, and will probably give the Lord of the Sith a year off.
Here’s something you might not know about Lord Vader: He’s a queer magnet. Waverly isn’t, but something about a leather suit and plasteel armor really attracts players for the other team. I always get loads of attention, requests for pictures, and whatnot. But guys… guys want to touch Vader… hug Vader, rap on Vader’s cod piece… If I could find a way to work the same magic with women, I’d be a happy Vader.
I was baton de manioc, a tasty treat from southern Cameroon made of mashed fermented cassava. Yummy!
Updated photo: me getting along with a co-worker.
I’ll try to post up some pics soon. Second win in a row in the office costume contest! 
None. I’m going as a dick.
I went as a zombie. It was pretty good. Liquid latex is neato. I had two kinds of fake blood - congealed and fresh. My shoulder wound was by far the best. It looked very real. I also had a pretty good head wound going on. My coworker was a zombie too. We were the only ones at work to dress up. Why oh Why is Halloween only once a year?
Imagining, for a moment, that I had my shit sufficiently together to -have- a costume this year, it would have been either Anton Gorodetsky of Night Watch, or V, of …for Vendetta.
My preference might be slightly towards Antoshka, but people’d just think it was me, unshaven, in a hoodie, with shades and a flashlight…
I went as Hunter S. Thompson, and I think it was my best Halloween effort ever.
Better late than never, The Next-to-Last Samurai.