Magnets

Tonight, while waiting for my ride, I found a warm building to rest in on campus. I think the building is some kind of Race/ Woman studies forum, there were signs that all over the place that said things like 'Stop The Hate, Tolerate', or 'You're Safe Here'. I don't know. But anyway, while I was waiting, I noticed that a lot of older people were gathering and going up the stairs to the same room (one was about 50 and wearing a Little Red Riding Hood costume, just to give you a visual. But she was actually pulling it off pretty well.) More and more people were showing up and I got a couple of looks like 'Why are you down here? Shouldn't you be up there?' I finally realized that this was an AA meeting (Alcoholics Anonymous). Mostly because I heard a girl say 'Hey, is this the AA meeting?' and a man cheerfully reply 'Sure is!'... not because I have amazing insight and can just figure these things out on a dime. I was so close to going upstairs and joining the meeting. I walked past the room once and saw refreshments and appetizers. Maybe next time, at least now I know when they meet.

[When I was walking around the building, I found a little inbox that had magnets on it, so I rearranged them.]

P.s. Go to Hulu. Watch Community, The Office, and 30 Rock. They all have Halloween episodes and they're all incredibly worth it.

Alligator Stilettos

Hey-oh!

This is a picture of a trolls bum. My friend Cait took this while we were acting like bad kids on a tennis court in Flagstaff Arizona.

So Halloween is this Saturday (yes, that's my transition), and I don't know what I'm doing or what I'm dressing as. This is a first. I just moved to Arcata California (about 3 months ago), and I'm slowly discovering that there is zilch culture here. My options for Halloween are as follows: Downtown Trick or Treating from 4-6pm (it's actually an organized event. Christ.), about a million pumpkin patches and harvests that close by 7pm, or sitting at home and re watching The Shining. In short, unless you're 12 years old or like spending time with 12 year old's, you're kind of screwed. But I've decided to dress up as Tina Turner (I own a blond fro, I might as well use it) and walk around Arcata in alligator stilettos until an opportunity arises.