ALL the costumes.

duders,
i repped three different costumes yesterday, y'all.
for realsies.
why?
ummm.
duh, stoopidhead,
it's because i loooooove Hallowe'en the most.
who is a cute little kid?
nope.
it's NOT me,
but i hope i a least get partial credit for my effort.
check the adventure time teleport:

yuuuuuuuuuuuup.
finn the human, ninjas.
why?
because getting expert is what's important.
and i doo-doo that when i can.
you guys saw the prospectin' pioneer duder yesterday.
that was number two.
and then when the time finally came to trot out the magic number?
you know it, neighbors-
i got molto busy with my last costume.
on the really real,
i squeezed into a blouse, put on a tiny ladies velvet coat
(i am a teentsy-tiny waify little anorexic elf these days),
clipped the fagin-y fingerlessness into some gloves, my lovelies,
and activated some fresh-to-death wigged-out 'owe'enitude.
that's a thing.
teleport:

a victorian cockney witch/vampire/chimbley sweep/librarian/vagabond/busker.
any of those apply.
'at's it, luv, for a fiver i'll bum you silly. 'at's a good poppet, innit?
or summat like that...
not quite a peppermint nightmare with lit'l black wangers hobblin' about,
but it did the trick, and provided the means to get fresh with the treats.
and while we're on the subject of treats....
the activation society Hallowe'en 
dinner meeting was completely dope!
the duders attended, particpated, appreciated, and got rad.
extra fancy vegan cupcakes,
apple crumbles crisp
(which austin helped make, y'all. he IS a bakery manager after all)
and a whole big-A* plateful of turbo-fresh home-cooked deliciousness,
for every single bodys' face:

wordimus prime, b!tches.
that's an acorn squash, stuffed full of magic rice.
what makes it magic?
well, for starters,
it's got eleven kinds of weirdie grains mixed in,
and pecans, and mushrooms, and leeks and celery and spices and all that sh!t.
the actual practical magic comes from the secret ingredients, though.
huh?
no.
i'm not telling you. if i did, they'd just be ingredients.
don't be dumb.
anyway,
that's kale on the side, and broccoflower,
which is the hybrid monster mash up of broccoli and cauliflower,
as an seasonally appropriate homage to frankenstein and his creation;
and there's even gourmet-type new potatoes with whole garlic cloves
and fancy-pants shallot sprankles on top, and the whole thing is slathered in gravy.
you know why?
because i appreciate the peoples i have,
and i'll show 'em all that that's true in the ways and means at my disposal.
gratitude, y'all, and generosity.
if you got it, ball out!
that's what's up.
***********
and now it's today.
again.
awwwwwwwwwww.
the day.
it always is, and i keep telling you that.
just like every day, except with extra sh!t salad and weak-sauce.
D-day.
from three costumes to three years.
magic numbers can suck my balls.
from dope to doo-doo buttery
it's all really happening, kids.
each and every cold november raindrop.
rabbits, anniversaries, clouds, and sour F*ing grapes;
never quiet, never soft.....