I like Halloween. I'm into candy, ghosts (actually, I like talking to dead people all year long), and the opportunity to conduct a work meeting with fake blood dripping down my chin. However, lately it seems like the general creativity of the holiday has begun to degenerate into (yet, another) excuse for women to dress up like wannabe porn stars (except, to actually be dressed). The costume stores are proliferated with "sexy" (slutty) costumes (i.e., sexy police woman, doctor, etc). Whatever happened to dressing up like an interesting historical figure or a clever inanimate object? Sure, it's hard to be a sexy Queen Elizabeth or Rubix cube, and you're not going to get the same kind of attention as the sexy nurse...but I'm talking about dignity, ladies...!...(I must be getting old...that or I ate WAY too much chocolate today).

...while I'm on this chocolate hangover tirade, I have to say, I think we've seen enough pirates to last the rest of the decade...

Tomorrow, I'm going to be a project manager whose been raised by the dead...no costume necessary.

Just for today, I'm annoyed on Halloween.