Halloween.

So last night was really interesting.

I went on an adventure (or 3) with Kerstin. We got lost on the way to the Phantasmagoria show (after already being late) but somehow made it before they kicked everybody out. It would have been easier if we were on horses. (My horse would be a pinto.) I even saw Dan Blakeslee on the way there in costume, so it was nice to see him. I missed Andy Fish, but I did see Mark Reusch, and a photographer from the Dig took our picture together.

Speaking of the photographer, he gave us a ride to Somerville, which was pretty okay. He followed me and Kerstin around for a while, I got a quesadilla, and then we somehow got in for free at the Abbey Lounge, where a not-so-great Rockabillyish band was playing. The bassist was dressed as the bride of Frankenstein, and she was wearing 7 inch heels. The photographer left us, and we set forth on another journey.

We headed to Porter Square, about a 20 minute walk, and we were heading for my roommate's cousin's Halloween party. We got horribly lost again, only moreso that time, but we found some nice people with a map on their phone, and my roommate FINALLY picked up her phone to tell me the address. So we went, and it was excellent. There was free booze and free candy everywhere, and we danced and were happy and went home in a cab. I don't remember much about falling asleep, but I do remember seeing Kerstin in my Led Zeppelin jammies.

All in all it was a very eventful evening. I felt like a 20 year old kid for once instead of a 45 year old career woman. Kerstin is very free-spirited, and we're very different, but I'm happy I got to spend Halloween with her.

Happy Halloween.


(I was a witch with no hat. Kerstin was apparently the girl from the exorcist.)