Blah-loween
I’ve spent all evening doing work and halfway watching basketball. This is my third Halloween in New Hampshire, and I have yet to get a single trick-or-treater here. I guess that’s what I get when I live in apartments that basically scream: “WE’RE NOT GOING TO HAVE GOOD CANDY.” That being said, I do have some very nice peanut butter Hershey’s kisses. Yum.
In the midst of typing away, I put together a 2 1/2-hour Halloween radio show. It’s not necessarily scary (except for one gem from Scott Walker’s The Drift—the scariest CD ever), just vaguely menacing. I’ll run it all week except during regular show times.
Favorite Halloween costume: today in our student union building, I saw a guy dressed up as half Ryan Philippe / half Reese Witherspoon. It was quite ingenious, although he forgot to acknowledge the Jekyll-and-Hyde nature of Reese’s chin.