I’ve always enjoyed Halloween. You get to be someone else for a day. What’s not to like?
My biggest problem in designing a costume used to be dealing with the limitations of personal appearance (long hair, full beard and earring). Let’s see, there’s hippie, pirate and … and. …
Mom used to make our costumes when we were kids, and for Halloween the year I spent as a college dropout I got her to whip one up based on a cartoon character of mine, Loadedman (don’t ask; it was just about as bad as you can imagine, a half-assed fusion of Gilbert Shelton’s Wonder Wart-Hog and Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers).
One Halloween a newspaper colleague and I dressed up as the Holy Trinity. He was God, and I was Christ, complete with cross and crown of twist-tie thorns. We couldn’t find a third, so we slapped a happy-face sticker on a white helium balloon and hey presto! The Holy Ghost.
Another year I was Che Guevara (there’s that hair-and-beard thing again). It was a twofer, as I got to indulge my commie fantasies and firearms fetish at the same time.
Best Halloween of all: the one when Herself and I hooked up for the first time in Santa Fe. Don’t recall my costume for that one; probably hippie, pirate or … or. …
Now, of course, I have an entirely different personal-appearance problem come All Hallows Eve. No hair, neatly trimmed white Van Dyke, earring. Let’s see here: Hippie’s obviously out, so that leaves, uh … uhhhh … arrrrrrrrr.
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Someone of similar description was working at Trader Joe’s yesterday, with a badge on that said “Dr. Sigmund Freud”
Still my favorite picture of you
Yeah, me too, Patrick.
It is a beaut’, isn’t it? Captures the inner me. “That sumbitch’s crazy.”
We just finished putting up the caution tape and chalking the “body” on the step!
Great photo! Would love to see a photo of the Un-Holy Trinity.
Libby, I’m sure photos exist — I was working for the same Oregon newspaper where we did the Holy Trinity costume — but God only knows what happened to ’em. I’ve moved so much, and so very little of that sort of thing has managed to keep up with me. Which is probably a good thing, as I expect various statutes of limitations have yet to expire.
I’m thinnish, gray, balding. Black mock turtle-neck, lie on the floor and moan Oh wow! Oh wow……
Steve Jobs … finding out that God has been running the Universe using Windows Vista.
Boo…………. Hssssssssss……..
Just a thought though: maybe you could get in with all the big corporations and make Loadedman into an actual ‘mainstream’ comic character. With all the Med MJ freaks wandering around these parts it would make a killing. Or not…
BTW~ I love the idea of the Holy Trinity. I might just have to steal that for 2012.
“jeez he was just here a minute ago”
Watching “George Carlin: The Mark Twain Prize”. A clip of him talking about baseball: almost as young as you are in your Che photo, long hair and beard, sans beret and cigar. Missed the first half hour of the tribute, now Joan Rivers is introducing a clip of his first appearance on the Tonight Show: in black and white, the Hippy Dippy Weatherman, scatting and reading the pollen count.
Rent “With Six You Get Eggroll” to see his first movie role as a carhop who is a combination of the “witty servant” and “raisonneur”
What do mean hippie is obliviously out? You haven’t seen many of us lately have you?
Halloween is even here in Italy these days. But the Italians are smart, the day after is a holiday for a lot of folks.
Lets see; evil scientist (Lab coat), later day George Carlin, with a suit of plate mail you could probably pull off King Arthur (Monty Python style) UCI director of infractions, Shave the beard get a uniform and be the sometimes drunken first officer of the modern day Battlestar Galatica. Col. Saul Tigh. The list goes on.