Well, shucks, it didn’t work out…

I was planning on dressing up as Kathy Griffin for Halloween. I was so excited about it. I had a red wig and make-up and planned on wearing all black like she does during her routines. I even got blue contacts, but I just couldn’t pull it off. As pale as I am, my features are still too dark to be her. I just looked like a bad drag queen with a red wig on.

But I’m excited to say that I plan to to wear my pimp outfit that I wore in 2005 at The Ellen Degeneres Show. I think it will be fun. Now who wants to be Pimp Daddy Nathan’s bitches for Halloween? Any volunteers?


Halloween is less than 2 weeks away and I need a costume.

I hadn’t planned on dressing up, but I guess I am now. I am so bad at coming up with ideas for costumes too.

My thoughts so far:

- Something mysterious that hides my identity, but isn’t necessarily scary
- Something dark, and perhaps gothic (not a vampire though)
- A mask comes to mind, but nothing heavy

Eh, that’s all I have so far.

Oh, wait! What if I dressed up like a balloon made of foil? Hmmm…

No, lame.

I don’t know. Thoughts, ideas? You can tell me what you’re dressing as since chances are we won’t be at the same party. :)


I’m just getting around to posting photos from Halloween…

Halloween was a big event on our street. There was a wreck at the intersection by our house. Don’t worry, nobody died, but it did bring the whole neighborhood outside to gawk. Rather than gawking, I just took photos.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch… Rodney, Petey, and I were dressed in matching orange. Aww…

A few hours later, lots of little ghosts and goblins showed up at our house for candy. Oh, and one woman with a plastic bag. No kidding.


I see this photo every year and never seem to get tired of it. Happy Halloween to everyone out there. I hope you get all the treats you want tonight. ;)


Can we all just agree that grown men dressed as babies should be banned? No exceptions, I don’t care how hot the guy is… It is just plain creepy. What costumes do you think should be banned?

Photos found at Dude Flesh


Today I carved our pumpkin, a tradition Rodney have had every Halloween since we got together in 2001. But this year, rather than the traditional jack-o-lantern, I downloaded an Obama stencil from Yes We Carve. What do you think?


I’m completely fascinated by this guy’s collection of out-of-print Disney movies, not to mention the fierce Shirley Temple marathon going on near the bottom row.


Last Saturday, I was looking for Halloween costumes online. I don’t know why. They’re all the same. Every year I think about buying a Halloween costume, but don’t. They just look so unimaginative. Gee, look at me, I plunked down $50 for a costume that 10 other people will also have on.

I finally got bored with the results and decided to search for gay Halloween costumes. I don’t know what I expected to find. Judy Garland?

To my surprise, Dan came up in the first few results. I clicked the link, which was silly, because I was around when he wrote it back in 2005. But I did it anyway, thinking to myself “I hope he doesn’t notice I clicked that”.

Well, you know what? He did. I was caught pink red handed.

Anyway this is the costume I had my eye on. I know I would never actually buy it though. I don’t have the abs for it. Or the arms. Or the tan. But my legs and feet are okay. You guys like those, right?


Happy Halloween, to all the sweet pumpkins who read my blog. :)

Here’s my costume this year:

halloweendick

(Yes, I’m joking…)


One Halloween, when I was a little boy, I remember walking up to a house that had a scarecrow sitting on a stack of hay. He looked like a natural part of the decorations, blending in with the spider webs, pumpkins, and such.

As I stepped up onto the porch, the Scarecrow jumped at me, instilling fear in poor little Nathan that I have never forgotten. I probably never will!

I am almost certain at least one of you has a similar story. It’s mean, it’s awful, it scars children for life. I was always afraid to go trick or treating after that night.

…Which is exactly why I must do it to young children now that I’m an adult.

Should I do it? Would it be evil? Wickedly cruel? I’m thinking about it. Just imagine being the mean man who brought fear to children the rest of their lives on Halloween.

There is a perfect corner on our porch… they’d never even see me until… BOO!