Happy Halloween! Actually, this is the first year in a while that I'm not doing anything to celebrate. For the last two years I've gone to Austin to see my friend P., who's really into Halloween: decorating the house, dresssing up for the trick or treaters, the whole thing. And also I would normally dress up in some sort of costume for my friend L.'s annual costume party.
But this year we had already been to Texas for the parade, so we couldn't go back for Halloween. And L. decided to take a break from the costume party and just have a swanky cocktail party instead. I have no complaints about the party change. Actually I found the costume thing a little intimidating, and besides it gave me an opportunity to finally wear my new boots. Which were met with universal acclaim, including one rather inappropriate expression of shoe-love from a partygoer who had maybe had a little too much to drink. But that's neither here nor there.
Anyway, this is the first year in a long time that I haven't done anything at all for Halloween. I thought about wearing my little wind-up skull pin to work, but I ended up forgetting. Oh well! It's nice to take a break from tradition once in a while. I was thinking about watching scary movies on video -- I've got Suspiria and a horror anime called Wicked City waiting to be viewed -- but I don't know if I can fit them in around taping Survivor. Besides, Georg is doing a special Halloween show on the radio tonight which I wanted to listen to. So maybe I'll save the scary movies for Monday afternoon while Georg is at work. If I have to watch them alone, it might be better to watch them in daylight now that I think about it.
This morning there was a stoplight out on my way to work, so the police were there directing traffic. I always wave at traffic cops and construction workers. Because I figure, those jobs must really stink, so anything that breaks up the monotony must be nice. Besides, they're usually staring at my car anyway. So I always smile and wave.
Construction workers usually wave back (either an exuberant "yee ha!" wave or a confused "what the hell is up with this car?" half-wave) but traffic cops never, ever do. I had been thinking that there must be a rule against them waving at motorists, because they use gestures kind of like waving to direct traffic, so a hand-wave out of turn might cause an accident or something. Which seems perfectly sensible to me, so I kept waving even though they never wave back.
But the cop this morning waved back at me! He held his arm straight up and opened and closed his hand, the way a small child would wave. It was unlikely to be mistaken for a traffic direction. I wonder if that's the approved method of social waving for a traffic cop?
One last thing -- I saw a TV commercial for Corn Pops breakfast cereal that used something from Ursula 1000's latest album as the jingle. That's so freaky I can't even think of a snarky comment.