Host Carson T. Foster has requested that women dress like tramps and men dress like women. In other words, business as usual.
The fun starts at 9:00 p.m., and Wendy and I plan to be there.
I have no Hallowe’en party plans for Saturday night, so if any of my friends/readers are reading this, let me know of any party action that you’re aware of. In the words of my friend Charles G. Watson, “I need to dress up like an idiot and get beerlarious.” I’ll bring Wendy, scintillating conversation, booze and an accordion.