A busy Halloween weekend for us indeed.

We’ll start with Saturday (10/29). Melanie and I went with Adam and Krista to Halloween Night at Club Vegas on Saturday. Although there were some frightening costumes, I must say that the scariest thing of the night was Melanie’s “Incredible Hulk” drink that cost $16. You can pick your jaw up off the floor now.

Melanie agreed to be Mary Ann to my Gilligan because I wanted to do a couple thing. So, next year it’s her choice for the costume [she'll probably make me dress up as Little Bo Peep, or something]. Adam and Krista went all-out on their Punker costumes… complete with a real mohawk for Adam, and liberty spikes for Krista [which caused some issues getting into the car, good thing Adam has a sunroof].

Krista recommended a small costume shop in Orange for my Gilligan outfit… and this was the only place that had a shirt that actually looked like the real thing. It was a rental, but that’s fine since the bagged costume for Gilligan didn’t look as good as this shirt. So, that only left the hat… since I already had jeans that flared enough to pass for Gilligan’s pants. Melanie and I searched ALL day on Saturday, going to about a dozen different places looking for a floppy white hat. Then I recalled that Adam had such a hat. He brought it over and it was perfect. I would not have been Gilligan without their help.

Then on Sunday (10/30), we went grocery shopping at our local Albertson’s store. And let me tell you… the FREAKS came out a day early!

• This Harley-ridin’-Hell’s-Angel-lookin’ weirdo (beard and all) said to Melanie: “Your earrings are great by the way… are they heavy?”. And we kept running into him on all the other aisles, like he was following us.
• Then there was this guy that had to be 8 feet tall. I swear, he was huge, feet were at least 15 inches long.
• And, remember that Saturday Night Live skit with Eddie Murphy dressed up as a white guy? Well, I think we saw that guy… it had to be a wig. Pale skin, large eye-glasses, no eyebrows. The spitting image.
• And finally, last but not least: there was the drunk in line with a cheap bottle of wine, and (get this) a bleeding head wound. Yup, he was swerving so much just standing there, I thought he was going to fall over. We kept looking, thinking this patch of dark red on his grey hair was make-up for a party. Nope, it was authentic.

On Monday night, we went to Lauren’s to go trick-or-treating with her. This time, the drive was the scary part… it took us an hour and fifteen minutes to get there. According to the traffic report, Halloween night is the worst evening drive of the year. DUH!

Lauren dressed up as “Vampirella” with make-up and all. Her costume looked really good. She got loads of candy with her sisters.

Check out all the photos from the Halloween weekend here.

[edit] Melanie was right…. Gilligan’s Island was on in the 60s.