lobolance

if so, I have a deal for you! (bay area peeps)
Black trench coat with belt, ready for a new home:

http://picasaweb.google.com/LoboLance/WasherAndDryer#5517645730620175970

The size isn't marked, but I'd guess it's a large. In very good shape. If you can contribute $5-10 for it that would be great, but do let me know if you're interested either way. :-)

Can't help but think a temp version of circuit board tattoos has awesome costume potential...

http://www.uniquescoop.com/2009/05/scientific-tattoos.html

http://store.doverpublications.com/by-subject-dover-bargain-bin.html

Clip art, costuming, novels, a range of stuff... thought it might be of interest to some. Goes til 9/27.

Saturday I accomplished one of my goals in life: eating at the Stinking Rose. It was fun, and surprising in decor (a red velvet hallway that went on and on, moons and stars oh my). I did however discover that even I should not eat 50 plus cloves of garlic. It was a LONG night. :-( Still, the meal was good, the company and conversation excellent (Rod and Allen and Wyatt and I joined up with visiting Bo and Steven; always a treat to see them, serious conversations about parenting and stereotypes included).

From there, we wandered the Castro. The gang of 4 elected to put our costumes on, though hardly anyone else on the streets had yet. This was to change. ! - We occupied all the stools in a coffee shop for a good long time (Bo at least recognized my costume as Voodoo!, leading to more interesting conversation). After some shopping (leather pride motorcycle license frame!), Bo and Steven departed, and we remaining found a relatively empty street corner to pose upon, and watch the creatures of the night come out. Doing so saved the event for me, as I was getting crowd phobic (the friendship dynamics were a bit odd during the day, which I think made my crowd dislike come on earlier than usual). With a clear space, I lit the cigar I'd been carrying all evening (it went nicely with my skull cane and top hat), and was able to relax a bit.

Wyatt was a pirate king, fancy dress vest and eye patch, Rod a hot leather demon, bare chest and harness and nasty wings, Allen a Japanese demon, kimono and mask.

The sights included: A half dozen Madonnas, each from a different incarnation of the Material One. A half doze drag queens with the biggest hats I've ever seen. Really good Draculas. Incrediboy. Football players in teeny tiny white shorts (woof!). A spattering of costumes became a tide, a flood. Eventually we gave it up and escaped before it became impossible to move. And TONIGHT is the big night! It was more than a little strange to see a few people costumed as leathermen. (arrgh)

I've always loved Halloween, even from before I knew myself a pagan. Samhain, dancing between the worlds, darkly. I will put out my Feast for the Dead tonight, and count myself ever so fortunate not to have personal dead this year (knock on wood!!). I will take a moment to remember all the folks I have known, to acknowldege my own continuing fear of death, and my love for the untamed.

I am going to the BASFA meeting I think, maybe stopping at a family bar after for a bit, we'll see.



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