This year's Halloween party started off with a bang...as Ern and I struggled to haul a keg from my car to the front steps, a cop saw us and offered to help and recruited a neighbor. They ended up carrying it up the three flights of stairs, so Boston's finest saved us the girl method of carrying a keg: "1-2-3 lift" pause on step "1-2-3 lift" pause on step. It takes about half a hour, and we end up sweaty and hateful. The party was a great time, and the costumes were as amazing as ever. I was ABBA with a three friends, and one thing I learned about group costumes- when you're not standing with the rest of your group, no one has any idea what you're supposed to be. Because my outfit was made of some strange plasticy material, solo I came across as more space alien than Swedish pop star. Here are some pictures from the party:
A Mexican wrestler and Marie Antoinette won for Best Male Costume and Best Female Costume, respectively (note the impressive bedazziling, done by Timm himself):
Other awards included Best Ass, male and female:
Here's a photo of Scariest Costume Sarah Palin posing with Best Couples/Group Costume winners, the Wasilla teenagers- Bristol and Track included. (yes, the partygoers were mostly Democrats):
I didn't manage to get a good picture of Most Creative, the Buck Hunter game, but here's Worst Costume winner claiming his prize, a half-empty jar of pickles:
All in all, it was a great night, and I was reminded once again of how much fun and genuinely nice people my friends are. And the nice thing about having a party on a Friday night is that you have two days to recover.