Halloween

Today is Halloween, the day the dead come out to play. Kids and kids at heart dress up like all forms of fanciful creatures; Spongebob, Superman, some generic Roman, French maids, barely clad soldiers, cops and nurses. I heard someone say it is an excuse to wear as little clothes as possible and get away with it, "I am Eve in the Garden of Eden before the Fall of man."

I visited friends in Washington DC and being the voyeurs that we are, we roamed the streets to see what was out. It was interesting for me, (first time) my friend was not impressed. There was nothing original, nothing amazing that we found in Dupont Circle. I watched the costumes, envied the camaraderie, the carefree attitudes, carousing and all. I have said before that I have never fit into this scene and I have found no substance in it repeatedly. Yet part of me longs for such daring, honest expression of nothing (or whatever it is people are expressing). Dave Matthews borrowed from Solomon the King (in Ecclesiastes), "Eat, drink and be merry." People are making merry! I want to join the merry-makers' ranks, they look alive and for now enjoying it.

There was a lot of flesh out, the whole wear as little as possible thing. I enjoy looking at flesh, just looking for now. I hope it never evolves beyond that. All the girls in their ridiculous costumes showing off legs and breasts and...I will just watch thanks.

What about Halloween? "Let the children play," we say where I am from. Let them play. My friend asked me what I would dress up as. I could not give an answer. My time is past.