Monday.. I think?

I have to tell you if you don't have anything to do on a Halloween. Come party in San Diego.

I rode my bike into town just to watch the sights and see just how crazy the town may be.

Holley mole' it was Fredrick's of Hollywood come to life. I got downtown around 8 or so (boaters midnight any other night). Just riding around checking out the parade of costumed people, as where many undone others sitting at the out door patios enjoying their dinners. All was quite mellow with folks milling about with a easy party attitude. Yea, it was crowded but every weekend downtown gets crowded. I was told there was a block party a few street up. So I jumped on skippy and rode on up. Ahhh so thats where the real party was starting. I was wearing my PJ's, (thats my normal evening attire anyway) so I felt kinda in costume. There was a 25 dollar cover charge so I opted to have a beer across the street and watch the show. As the time wore on and I mean with in an hour or so. The crowd changed from 40+ year olds dressed as Jersey cows and miss piggy out fits to OMG!! Milk maids, little ho peep and a rippen version of Zina the warrior princess. I forget what the guys where dressed as and really don't care to remember. It was an amazing transformation. The poor (real) Police gal kept blowing her whistle and telling folks to get back on the side walk. There just wasn't room' the town swelled with party goers. It was just wild, yet not out of control like street scene gets. Mostly everyone was checking each others duds out. I was asked to take pic's of 2 guys dressed in Chowbaka out fits posing with 5 Japaneseeeeee school girls OooooMyyyy. Herman the monster walked by with one of the best looking Lillian's I have ever laid eyes on. It was all most to much!!! I got invited to hit up one of the clubs with Cinderella and what I guessed was Tinker Bell the adult version. I Declined for self preservation reasons. I have hung around with my self for a long time and I know I can get on a roll that eventually ends up looking for my dingy at the wrong dock. Nah I was going to be a good boy and just soak up all that is San Diego on Halloween. I wish I had brought my camera but like I said I know myself well enough to know it never would have made it back. So it's all just stuck in this little thing on my shoulders I like to call my brain.

In other news ..huh... I don't remember anything else, every time I close my eyes and try to bring something up, Zina the Warrior Princes pops up. Ha !!!

Oh yea' I bought another 110 light to justify the genny.

And Sunday I dropped my camera anyway. Gee odd help me. double ha