Abridged
Supplemental (Nov. '97)
Once in a while a television show comes along which inspires me to do something drastic. Twice this has meant shaving. Once, it resulted in a facial rash. One time I went to school showing more cleavage than is normally allowed by the dress code.
I guess I should explain.
For four of the past five years, I have drawn my Halloween costumes from television shows. My sophomore year of high school, I dressed up as that loveable T-Rex, Barney. Since masks weren't allowed in school, I had to paint my face purple. Since I was not an expert face painter at the time, I resorted to blush... all over my face. The rash that resulted burned away a few layers of my face, much like what happenned to Liam Nissen in that fatefull explosion inDarkman. For the next few weeks, therefore, I was known as Dorkman.
Junior year, I was Space Ghost. This costume earned me two photos in the yearbook, posing with Wonder Woman. It was then that I shaved my first goatee. A second would grow in, but after Junior Prom, I grew my first full beard.
That full beard served me well during Halloween of my senior year, as I dressed as Shazzan, the genie. I sprayed my beard black, and pulled my hair (also sprayed black) through a tiny hole in the top of a bald cap. On my torso, I wore only a vest to school. Some people claimed that this was a ploy to show off my chest hair. Maybe it was. It just shows they were jealous.
Finally, this year, my sophomore year here at S.U., I shaved again. This time, I would not only shave, but stuff a red jacket (purchased five minutes before closing at the Salvation Army- thanks Kristin) with pillows, don a home-made hat (made of a crappy hat and a pair of socks- thanks G. C., the unnammed fashion major), and carry around the box of Cheesy Poofs that I designed using FreeHand, Photoshop, and QuarkXPress, along with a Pop-Tart box and a whole buch of puffed cheese snacks. I was Eric Cartman: The fat one on South Park.
Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures, and yes, the beard grew back in two weeks. I still have the costume, as I still have my Space Ghost and Barney costumes (now with a mask instead of blush), so you may get to see more of them in the future.
With Halloween behind me, and the first major accumulation of snow in Syracuse having come on November 14th, I celebrated by sledding. I leave you with the following picture: me sledding down the roof of the Mt. Olympus stairs on the cover of a plastic storage bin. I broke the snow. That was me, baby. Feelin' the flow. Doin' the bull dance. Workin' it.