(his outfit was all just printed on a black shirt)

Those printed ones always annoyed me when I was a kid. I felt they were representations, not costumes -- you might as well carry around a picture of a character as just have it printed on you.

I was a very earnest six year old.

Of course, my family was very earnest about Halloween. We always made our costumes (maaaaaybe bought a piece, like a sword when I was a pirate) and never repeated them.

I used to be able to rattle them off... Hmm... Pumpkin
Batman (my cousin Johnny was Robin -- I was taller. I remind him of this now and then)
Electro Woman (my sister was Dyna Girl)
Raggedy Anne (couldn't get my sister to be Andy)
Witch
ET (VERY proud of that one, made it myself and stuffed the head so it wouldn't just be a flat face and be "representational")
Pirate
Mother Nature (another Trudy Original -- blue sheet in toga form covered in felt autumn leaves)

I'm forgetting the rest. Oy.

Now as an adult I occasionally repeat. Like, last year I was a Panda (white wig, black ears pinned on, baseball shirt, black pants, black on face in appropriate spots) and might break that one out again in the furture since I only got to wear it for an hour.

I don't think I've ever been a vampire. And next year, assuming the weight loss continues apace, I've got my heart set on Jeannie (if I can get a Major Nelson) or Cat Woman. See how those aren't whore-versions of some normal thing (a trend that is getting SO tired) and yet sexy?

Tonight I am a baby sitter, but I'm wearing halloween socks.

Oh! Assuming I see nothing better tonight, here are my awards for this year:

Worst Costume: Whore-form Shirley Temple

Best Costume: Man dressed as hasidic Jew, woman in burqua

I had a flash of inspiration in the grocery store and ended up making Deb Grabien's tuna and canellini bean salad. (Recipe, such as it is, in my lj [link]

And also I bought a bunch of squash and pumpkin and stuff to make for myself on the weekend.

We are wearing the too big clothes anyway.

Yep. Just easier that way. (Plus now that he's more mobile, his pants keep riding up, so putting him ones that are absurdly long end up the right length once he's on the floor pretending he can crawl.)

BTW, Jessica, a box should arrive from UPS in the next day or two.

Woo hoo!

Archaeologists do not dig up dinosaurs, people! Thanks.

Wouldn't a paleontologist have pretty much the same outfit when they were in the field?

Wouldn't a paleontologist have pretty much the same outfit when they were in the field?

Yeah, except they wear their pith helmets backwards.

The paleontologists I know wear jeans and ratty Grateful Dead tshirts. OK, one of them does. The footprint one. I don't really know what my cousin wears, most pictures have him in a flannel shirt.

Doesn't so much make for a good costume, though.

Wouldn't a paleontologist have pretty much the same outfit when they were in the field?

Well yeah, but with less style.

I was asssuming they identified themselves as archaeologists.

If they were palaeontologists it was a very cool costume idea. If they were archaeologists it makes me cry.

As much as 400 year old poop makes you cry?

Lets say some archaeologists dig up some old ruins and come across across an ancient palaeontology museum, complete with dinosaur bones.

Then what happens?

They change outfits!