I like costumes.
No, nothing too funky. I just appreciate a good costume, that's all.
I think it has to do with Halloween. I LOVED being someone else... a monster from Saturday Afternoon cinema. Especially if it had fangs. I liked that prop quite a lot.
I'd put in my fangs (when I had them,) and then put red food coloring in my mouth. I'd go around drooling on everything and looking at myself in the mirror. I remember scrunching up my nose to look like a wolfman. (Little did I know that "lycanthrope" was a more nirdy sounding name.)
This all went on until my mom noticed red drops of dye all over the carpet. And clothes. And towels.
Trouble, my friends, is red.
Update:
For fun, here's the original (costume) version of our new character Mr. Steam:
Photo by One True B!x
- Daniel
