Hallow-chitown-ween

Photo blogs are hard to keep up when you have other thing going on in the world. That's why you are being treated to two entries this time around. So smile, and quit shitting your panties about how I'm not on top of this thang.

I get into Chicago a little early than planned cause Kristin got into a semi-serious accident. I'm not saying that to make it any less scary, but fortunately her injuries were minor.

That being said, the next night I go back to the old apartment to find out that Trevor has gotten a little six foot pool table and put it on the squishiest floor in the apartment. But nothing beats free pool, cheap beer, and the music you actually want to listen to. Don't get me wrong, I'm not tired of the bar scene, there just isn't much of one where I am in Michigan, so I'm starting to get into hanging out around apartments with a case of beer again.

Did I forget to mention that Trevor was sporting this creep mask that his parents gave him. I think it was under consideration for a halloween mask, but ultimately ditched because of the weight and heat it generated.

Then Kristin thought it would be cool to try the mask on...it was creepier and she sort of reminded me of those dancing girls in the Aphex Twin video "Windowlicker".

Steve was on his way out to a Friday Night Halloween party, so he threw a spike through the head. The party was a bit of a bust, except for Skeletor and the Jack of Hearts or what ever suit he was representing. It was just little much for a Halloween party because I got the feeling that most of those people would dress like they did that night year round if they could.

The next night, steve puts another hole in his head. This time with a handgun. Its all starting to add up though. A couple of years ago Steve had a bird coming out of his head. Philosophers and their silly head games...

As I'm sure you know, Kristin's birthday was October 28. Its gonna be October 28 next year, too. I couldn't think of much of a present, so I threw a bunch of her clothes in front of my car and ran over them. It worked out for the best though, because Kristin wanted to go as a dead jogger for Halloween.

I was the unibomber.

Here is the crew walking to our first party. Left to right, its Trevor the Skeleton, Sarah the Mermaid, Kristin the Dead Jogger, Ryan the Vato, and Tristen not wearing his ultra scary mask.

The first party was huge, but all outdoor and that wasn't coping with thin Halloween costumes, so after consuming some free drinks we bailed to meet up with Fatal J and his crew.

Fatal J fiddles with his beer can like a little kid. His special lady friend, Briana, is behind him in the picture on the left. Then the girl behind him in the picture on the right shows her true nature of trying get as much of camera as possible, but Fatal J keeps her in the background.

Steve and his brother show up at the second party. Its lame to explain this costume cause its so freaking good.

The party carries on. We just hang out by the door in this narrow hallway and laugh at people as they stumble past us in drunken Halloween stupor. Kristin attacks Fatal J's head with a beer can.

Then all the drinking catches up with Kristin. She did go out for a sushi birthday dinner with me, where a large amount of plum sake was consumed.

Nothing compares to Halloween in Chicago.