Winding, Crooked Trails

Shared Expressions and Musings with a Connection to the Origin of Things and a Surly Hatred of Progress and Development along with a Churlish Resistance to all Popular Improvements (except for HDTV and Dolby 5:1 surround sound and maybe Books on CD) (thanks Ed)

Monday, October 31, 2005

Happy Halloween


I met my first wife on Halloween and frankly this holiday has always frightened me which seems somehow appropriate. I donned my mask first thing this morning in the spirit of the day, however. The last time I went to a costume party I was Dracula which was great fun as I'm kind of into the vampire thing. Dracula always has really hot chicks with low cut gowns around and they all seem to have a suck my neck, fuck me look, both of which are high on my list. That's another cool thing about being Dracula, you can dress your woman as Bride of Dracula, essentially maul and mark each other before the party, and everyone will compliment you on what a great job you did with your make-up. Those fang marks look so real. Uh huh. The last Dracula movie was really hot, much hotter than Michael Landon as a werewolf which I think he played one time. Michael Landon and Dracula are both dead but the similarities end there. Dracula isn't into to all that hair, it gets caught in your fangs during blood sucking. Plus, Dracula wouldn't be caught dead, even though he is dead, in tights like all the new super heros of the day, Spider Man and Batman et al. It's hard to beat a basic black cape for sex appeal and it goes so well with a rivulet of blood at the corner of the mouth.

That blood looks so real.