A HALLOWEEN ODYSSEY

That's me, the misshapen fat referree (notice the load-bearing chip clip - can you find it?). It wasn't supposed to be this way, of course. The sequence of pictures below will display in excruciating detail my original Halloween plans. I was also contemplating having an underling at The Shake prance around in the middle of Oakton to drum up business. Among my best laid plans...

...if only I could get it out of my basement...

Infrastructure

A skeleton of spaghetti...are you sure this will work?

Slave labor hard at work

Master Shake is full of Cardinals World Series Goodness - can't wait to cover him in paint!

The next Monet hard at work

Master Shake Strikes a Pose

So, Master Shake is now resting comfortably in pieces in a dumpster. Toad Man did finally manage to get the costume outside to scare Trick or Treaters on Halloween. Otherwise, though, this story amounted to a gratuitous waste of three nights and $21.92 in Gesso (bondo/paint for artists). Oh, and my architect and co-conspirator (shown above building the costume) fled for Maryland, leaving behind his car, Xbox 360, DVDs, and shaving cream to be divvied up among those of us who remain.

We wish him well on the cruise ship Norwegian...and will probably not be surprised if he gets bored and returns in a few months asking for his shit back...but the shaving cream is MINE!!!