Sing it with me - “The Freaks come out at….(dramatic pause) Day?” Ahhh… The Halloween Parade.
I love Halloween. You get a chance to see people’s creativity and ingenuity. Not to mention going to some party at someones place and laughing all night long. During college, of course, it was this moment where the “inner vixen” came out from the ladies. (me, complaining? uhhh…) Cowgirls, nurses, vampires, etc… Anyway, its just fun. Let yourself go. We’ve gotten older. We’ve now traded candy for stocked punch with dry ice, and trick or treating for just “treats”. But the costumes are still good.
The parades push it over the edge, in a good way. Nothing quite says “sexy” like mid-40’s man adorned with sock stirrups in his mothers nightie. I have to put Atlanta’s parade at #3 on the all-time Halloween parade list. Slightly behind San Fran’s (in the Castro) and way behind NYC’s West Village parade. Those both just get nutty. This was a little tame, but I think the freeflowing street booze helped out to add to the insanity. There was a group of vikings (Atlanta’s Womens Roller Derby team - the rollergirls) who were definitely keeping up their end of the party. This year’s version in Atlanta had plenty of action not to mention some gender confused costumes (including a Wonder Woman that “just wasn’t right”). We had a great vantage point this year. A former co-worker of mine has a house (thanks joel. btw - kick-ass media room!) right on the preparation route. So, we got to see them all get set up and lined up.
Anyway, if you missed it, here are some pics. See you next year and Happy Halloween!
Here we go again. Somebody famous is in trouble. Shocker, right? I don’t think it is about right or wrong, or even if someone did it. Most of these people could be photographed or caught on video with the gun in hand, and get off with some form of tickle torture or made to eat an ice cream sundae. What it boils down to is money and what you can pay your defense team. Truthfully, how many of you out there were surprised when Paris went to jail? We had a pool going in our office on how many days she would actually spend. I was convinced that she would never see the inside of a prison, and I was “almost” right when she got sent to her cushy oasis estate for house arrest. The funny part, was when she got out. Her TV appearances were right out of the Hollywood playbook - start a womens shelter, grow up, and find religion. As of today, I’m still waiting on updates.