Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Just Harold.
This year he plans to go as an alien from the 80s “V” miniseries, complete with red uniform and sunglasses. It’s a little lazy, he knows, but he found a spot-on uniform on eBay during the Summer, and didn’t have any better ideas. He didn’t want to go as a C.H.U.D. again this year. He built a small over-the shoulder utility case, something a “V” engineer might carry. Perfect for the mice.
It’s so much better now, he thinks, than when he was a child. Back before make up and special effects were common, he’d still have to wear a mask. It was better than nothing, he was at least able to leave the house, be around people, laugh and run. But still, hidden.
The costume contests were his favorite. He was able to stand up in front of so many people, and just be himself. Sometimes there would be really good costumes and make-up, and he didn’t always win. But it was enough to be seen and accepted. Just one of many, anonymous. Average.
And when he really wanted to win, there was always the mice.
large size here.
