twenty-something

This year was to be the first year I dressed as a full-on Superman since I was a wee one back in the 80s (as seen above). For about seven years straight, beginning in '94, I dressed as Clark Kent -- you know, the whole now-done-to-death "S Shield t-shirt under the suit" thing that was kinda sorta original over a decade ago.

But 2006? I was going to spring for one of the fancy-smancy official Superman Returns suits, complete with the updated color scheme and fake muscles, and I was going shave my scruffy face and color my hair black. I was going to go all out... but then I realized that it was this past Wednesday and my best laid plans had gone to shit.

Oh well. Bigger things to worry about than a Halloween costume.

Instead, I went with the next best thing. When I was a kid, all I wanted to be when I grew up was either Superman or a hockey player. So the runner up costume? Obviously, I was a Vermont hockey player. Throw on a jersey, fake a black eye, mess up your hair just enough... volia. Instant costume -- and, apparently, instant sex appeal. I guess the hockey jock look suits me... or so I'm told.

You know, even sans a Kal-El costume, and even without big festive plans, this Halloween weekend turned out to be the best in recent memory...