Alright...I can't write about that many funny things that happened last night because not much of it was funny.  On the other hand, unlike most halloweens, it totally rocked.  Usually my night is 'mischief night' the night before halloween when you expose yourself to four year olds and vandalize police cars by writing 'you aren't doing a very good job of protecting the peace, officer meanyhead.'  So anyways, I was being a bitter old man in my house, as is my way, drawing goblins disembowling people, when a huge group of what I thought were drunkards, just kind of walked into my house.  So I came creeping down the stairs with a sword, dead-set on doing some stabby stab, when I realize it's my housemate.....and like a dozen women.  To this I said 'jesus christ david, i'll let you guys be alone.'  They didn't laugh.  Then they proceeded to disrobe.  Running in terror and clutching my eyes, I fell up the steps.  Yes it happened shut up.

Anyways long story short, my friend mariel and I cut up my pants and lit my shirt on fire, and I went to this huge block party as Tom Hanks from castaway.  No one got it.  I then rolled in the mud, was molested on two nonconsecutive occasions.  Took a shower.  Watched a movie, which ended in something I had been hoping would happen for a while now.  I'll leave it that vague...  And NO it DOES NOT involve weasels.  Well maybe a little.  Well ok, I got my new weasel catalogue in the mail.

So yeah, not really funny, but a good night on the whole.  Hah.  Hole.