You know it's October when you can't park within 200 yards of Party City. Everyone's in there fighting over the last, prepacked, plastic Twilight costume, imported from China no doubt.
I like dressing up like a screwball as much as the next girl (probably more) but when did Halloween transition from excuse to load up on candy from strangers, to an excuse to dress like a "themed" street walker? I thought that was supposed to be reserved for Conventions.
This year, I'm just going to buy myself a pair of kitty ears and call it a day.