They celebrate Halloween early here in Akron. We were invited to a neighborhood party where everyone had to wear costumes. That's really not our thing. I don't think I ever went out for Halloween in my youth. I was always studying for the GRE or grading papers. Or maybe it's the whole Every Day Is Halloween thing. Anyhow, we didn't want to spend money on costumes, so our theme was High School Rejects. Frank was a nerd, and I was a goth chick.
Aren't we the sweetest? These costumes came rather...easily. We spent much of the party sitting alone by the fire pit or standing up against a tree, talking about how much we hate parties. Nobody asked me what I was supposed to be. I don't think they thought I was in costume. Oh dear. Maybe I wasn't. I feel a Skinny Puppy binge coming on.
In other news, on Saturday one of my MFA students was doing a presentation on Douglas Goetsch, and serendipitously brought this fantastic interview by amazing Suzanne Frischkorn to class as part of her discussion. Upon hearing Suzanne's name I couldn't help but squeal in blogosphere-meets-realosphere glee. Suzanne, the interview was so helpful -- thank you! I hope Jack had a great time being a cow; he and Gabi seem to be from the same herd. So cute!
Tomorrow is a long-overdue work at home in sweatpants day. I can't wait!