Hallow's Eve Eve

(CALVIN THINKS I NEED TO MAKE MORE LINKS, SO I AM EXPERIMENTING WITH THIS POST)

About 4 o'clock today my phone started going crazy with texts.

"What are you up to tonight?" "Any good parties tonight?" "You doing a haunted house or what?" "Huge Costume Party at such and such." I love it!

Halloween has always been one of my favorite holidays. I mean I love scary movies and candy. I could do without having to think of a costume every year, but I deal. Anyway, I'm sure I could go on about that for a while, but I'm tired and I think a bunch of us are gonna go to Denny's in a minute.

So aside from Calvin, (he has his date) the rest of us went out tonight.

I saw this picture on the internet a month or so ago and it gave me an idea (one I have since found out was not as original as I thought)
I bought one of these bad boys online. It was cheap, and think of the countless uses I will get out of it! Then I grabbed one of my Van's slip-ons and with rubber cement I fastened it to my head (the hood, not my actual head) and walla I was gum. You know, stuck on the bottom of a shoe? Thats why I'm pink, like gum... well anyway I thought it was creative. I did end up being the only idiot who spent any money on his costume.

Nick was feeling extra creative, and he grabbed this pot that has been lying on it's side on our front porch for as long as I've lived here. He put it on his head. That was his costume. "Hey Nick, what are you supposed to be?" He would get a huge grin and say, "A pot head!" and then burst into his very unique loud and contagious laughter.

Best in show however goes to Aaron and Lance. One of the two DI couches we own looks almost exactly like the one pictured. Not the most comfortable for snoggin, but it does the job. So Aaron and Lance took the back cushions and safety-pinned the crap out of them and fastened them to their shirts. Then they repeated the process pinning the bottom cushions to the front thy of their jeans. Then they each took one matching pillow, and made these neat little sleeve things out of tube socks which were safety pinned to the pillows. Aaron wore his pillow on his right arm, and Lance wore his on his left arm. When they sat, or squatted properly they became a seat. Quoting them, "Together we're a love seat!" The main genius behind this costume idea was that ever girl we met want a picture sitting in their laps.

We started at Crimson Nights. Lots of hot girls... then we stopped by the Circle Lounge downtown cause Lance's buddy could get us in for free, lots of hot, but skankier girls there. That whole scene just isn't for me. So once I could drag Lance away we went to a house party up by the U frats.

This was a good party. There was food an beverage. Separate area's for dancing and lounging. I always gravitate to the lounging area's. The night had already been fruitful each of us had gotten at least one phone number. I ended up by myself in this living room area. When I say by myself, I mean away from my roommates, there was a bunch of people in there. The Loveseat was getting it's groove on to that lame new September song, and I could faintly hear Nicks signature laugh from the kitchen. (probably just told someone what his costume was) I was tired and content to just sit and sip a dew.

This cute little blonde girl sat down next to me and started a conversation. She was dressed up as Adrian Peterson. It was sexy, and she did actually know who he was. We talked for a while about all sorts of stuff. I used my designated 2009 Halloween joke which is, "I would have dressed up like a Chip and Dale dancer, but I only have one white shirt and I couldn't very well cut the cuffs and collar off for my costume otherwise what would I wear to Church Sunday."

She laughed and then gasped and said, "Oh my gosh, my Sister is getting married in three weeks. I would so love to get some strippers to come to her bachelorette party." I laughed and said, "Too bad for that whole Mormon thing, huh?" She said, "Oh no, not real strippers, they're gross! No it'd be funny just to get some regular guys to strip down to like their boxers." She looked at the ceiling thinking about her new idea. She looked at me and said, "What do you think, could you strip for a bunch of screaming women?" I thought for a brief second, "Yes." "Really?" "Yeah, no problem."

She looked at me like she thought she would notice some "tell" that would let her know I was joking. She said, "It would have to be a joke you know?" I said, "Then I am perfect. I have a patch of chest hair that looks kind of like the bat symbol." She grimaced, smiled and said, "There'd need to be more than one of you." I replied "Right, I think I could get 4 or 5 to do it with me." Just then, as though fate had predestined it, Nick walked into the room. I called out, "Hey Nick?" He said, "Yeah?" "Would you want to strip down to boxers at some girls bachelorette party?" He didn't even think he said, "I can't dance... but yeah." Me and the blonde looked at each other and said in unision, "Perfect."

Just then this guy dressed as Brett Farve walked up. Blonde says, "Oh hey, this is my boyfriend Joe. ...and this is Jake. He's agreed to strip at Wendy's bachelorette party." I think the guy grunted or something, I can't really remember because I was thinking about how lame it was that they dressed up as "teammates." I never actually got her name... but she got my number and said she would text me about the stripping thing. I wont hold my breath, but it does sound like a fun idea. As we drove home I told Lance and Aaron about it, and they too were all for a little "not-sexy" stripping sometime in the future.

Oh, time to go to Denny's... mmmm... bottomless hot chocolate.

Jake