It called for something unique, I thought. I’d be different by disguising myself as someone else entirely; by altering my dress, constructing a mask, and concealing myself completely behind another’s identity.
Of all the people in this world, living their lives day to day, I could think of just one suitable to use as camouflage: Jack Skellington. The Pumpkin King.
Six years ago, a bouncy green ball was given to me. With age, it had begun to deflate. Any costume made, I decided, would necessarily serve also as a monument to its faithful service – as well as be its last.
Three point five layers of paper mache, more than a few paper towels, four layered screen door mesh for his eyes and mouth, a few layers of paint, some fabric for the neck, a bit of padding, and a whole lot of gunned glue later and the mask was complete. Some black foam core, a box cutter, and some white paint – and so was the tie.
I’d always suspected that giant pile of newspapers would be crucial… one day.
Dev, Personal
crafts, Holiday messages
Bradmas came early this year. I suppose that’s only to be expected when you live in the future.
After a long and censored day of work which ate away at bradmas like a ravenous cur, the quitting horn sounded and I, for want of a dinosaur, turned off my computer and flowed straight out the door. I changed from my filthy work-clothing (building the internet is a dirty business), to something more dracula-friendly, and it was off to Dracula’s Cabaret Restaurant. There was singing, screaming, possibly some dancing, and even some food. There were ‘jokes’ and ‘illusions’, a few ridiculously drunk people, and more screaming. Our ‘draculet’ was Suicide Blonde, and much of the shrieking came directly from her.
Happy Bradmas, and don’t forget to collect your doom at the door.
Personal
Holiday messages
Easter – the answer to an age-old question: what if Jesus mated with a rabbit?
The answer: eggs of delicious chocolate. One-upping their father, they never even lived for your sins.
Art, Personal
Facebook Graffiti, Holiday messages
I find myself in an odd situation. Living in the future, Christmas came to me (as all things should) before the rest of the world. But what was I to do? When was I to send the many mirrored messages, those obligatory words most associated with that date? There was no easy answer. No. That’s a lie. There was an easy answer. In fact, there still is.
The answer friends, is now. This very moment, or at least in the near future.
Merry Christmas to you. While we’re at it, happy new year and joyous boxing day.
Travels
Australia, Holiday messages
