ND-UCLA Pt. 1--The Beginning
This is about where I picked the game up. I did Zombiecon in Manhattan. Went out with a hundred people or two, and we put on zombie makeup and shambled around, got drunk and scared tourists and little children. My throat hurts from gravely moaning "BRRAAAIIINNNSSS!" too many times. It was basically an excuse to recycle last year's Halloween costume.
Ghostbuster.
The best and worst of Halloween costumes.
It's the best because:
1. Everyone recognizes and instantly loves you. Strangers shout "Ghostbusters" as you walk by them on the street. You enjoy minor fame.
2. If they play the Ghostbusters theme song at the party, you rule the dance floor for 4:03. Use that time wisely. Remember, girls like Venkman.
3. You make a "proton pack" from a bookbag and one of those pump spray pesticide holders. You fill the backpack with ice bought from a deli (while wearing zombie makeup, but no one says anything, cause this is New York City). You then pour in a bottle of vodka. Your call how big that bottle is. You throw six tall boys of Bud in there. Then you throw some lemonade mix on top for flavor. You get really drunk on your own cool-aid, and you can dispense drinks to friends and hot chicks and the bouncer is none the wiser. This also makes it the worst costume.
On your back you carry around a bomb. This bomb will eventually explode, causing you to fall down, embarass yourself, and possibly puke over the side of your bed. When you carry around the party's biggest mixed drink in your backpack, with the ability to drink it all night, you inevitably get way, way too drunk. It takes a great, great man to be able to pull off the Ghostbuster cotume.
So if someone comes up to you and says, hey, let's be Ghostbusters for Halloween. Don't do it.
Here's a pic of me, dressed as a Zombie Ghostbuster, riding a 6 passenger bike through times square.
It was a crazy day, and I missed most of the ND game, but hey, that's what tivos are for. And anything that gets me to take a photo like this next one, I'm in support of. The Ghostbuster costume was almost too much.
... I mean I'm no, I can't... I'm a little man, I'm a little man, he's... he's a great man.
