I used to really love Halloween. I used to love dressing up in costume. But these days I find I’d just rather be me. I suppose that’s a function of narcissism – why be someone else when being yourself is so great! Perhaps that’s not it. Maybe I’m just a grown up.
I’m 31 years old and have worn many costumes. In the past I have donned the following costumes: Pirate ’77ish, Homemade Spaceman ’79ish, Hare Krishna ’86ish, Hip Devil ’84, Pseudo-Frankenstein ’85ish, The Joker ’91 (I won a prize for that one, green hair, red lips, white face, great costume), Mime ’01 (for a costume party this year), Batman ’76ish (2 ways – I used to have capes my Grandmother made for me of Batman and Superman, which I would wear when I played – I still have a Batman fetish), Bunny ’73-4ish (if I remember the family photos right), Jesus ’97ish (I had long hair – for a H’ween costume party – you might also call that “Chubby Jesus”).
On looking at that rough accounting of what I have been — maybe I’m just tired of finding solutions to the costume problem?
Every year Jenny harps on me to find out what I’m going to be this year, and every year I get sick of her asking, and find the question silly.
I think if I could figure out why I have such trouble figuring out a costume every year I could figure out my procrastination and completion issues. Maybe next year. Heh.
Hennessey + Ingalls a wonderful Architectural and Art bookstore on the Santa Monica Promenade; Opamp Technical Books – killer technical book selection located in dingy and wonderful Hollywood; Book Soup – nice general interest bookstore on Sunset Boulevard; Midnight Special Bookstore – cool indie bookstore, great selection, on the Santa Monica Promenade.
Some of these stores also allow you to buy online.
(Forgive me this nostalgic moment)
I wish we were playing our cards better. We suffered a calamitous and vicious attack, at the hands of people who truly seek to take over a huge slice of the world – and we end up characterized as lunkheaded baby-killers.
These times demand a higher standard of conduct for us. I think it’s possible to decimate our enemies, re-orient who our friends are, and rejoin the community of nations in a serious way (i.e.: acknowledge the World Court, pay our UN dues, etc). But we’re screwing up our opportunity to do so.
Meanwhile, the American people are distracted by anthrax.
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The surprise for me was the new New Order record — Get Ready — listened to it at work and it’s nifty! Bit of a time warp to have a new NO record. Their best song is Turn The Heater On – a hauntingly beautiful song in a vast repetoire of haunting and beautiful work.
And I’m not even talking about the incomparable depths of beautiful despair that is – Joy Division.
Thought of the Day:
“When Mohammed Ali, the boxing champ, visited the attack site at the World Trade Center, a reporter asked him, ‘How do you feel about the suspected hijackers sharing your faith?'” Yee noted. Ali answered, “How do you feel about Hitler sharing yours?”
Source: Seattle Post-Intelligencer
I was right, my skills as an RT may be necessary…
Biological and Chemical Attacks Resources for Respiratory Therapists:
>Dr. William Bernhard Says RTs Will Play Critical Role in Case of a Bio or Chemical Attack
>Hazmat Expert Advises Fellow RTs on Disaster Readiness
>RT Departments Get Ready for the Worst
>RT Expert Provides Basic Advice on Handling Biological, Chemical Attacks
Looks like I have some studying to do. I think I’ll hook up with my local DMAT and see what I can do. Sort of like joining the reserves. The hope I have is that I’ll never have to <voice style=”Chris Tucker”>ever ever ever</voice> use my skills again, but the world may not leave me much choice. I must do what I am able.