HALLOWEEN IN NEW HAMPSHIRE
We arrive. Rosie is a cheerleader killer from space. Or else a shiney skull girl. I forget what we finally went with on that one. What matters is the glasses. For my costume, I am a hipster jagoff from Chicago who's wearing too many layers. It was a stretch, but I pulled it off.
Green. And, um, green.
Rocky Horror Picture Show. And me and Rosie being arty. The direction here was: Be arty. Go.
The direction here was: The moment right before you are about to puke. Go.
The direction here was: You are a muppet on steroids who has just discovered an overwhelming and passionate love for eating human heads. Go.