At our weekly programmer meeting, one of my co-workers (who is very much into Halloween) mentioned that she had been a witch all weekend. I softly said that some of us did it year round. 
The Beast make up came off fairly easily on Saturday night. Actually, it was more of a problem keeping it on. However, I felt an itch in my ear this morning and ended up with a blue smeared Q-tip.
Still waiting to get some photos from James, but some folks have already posted photos at Facebook. Check out one here. See the album here. Also, another album is here. After taking some photos, I asked if taking photos that included someone dressed as the Falcon meant that I was getting the bird.
Oddly enough, despite my concerns about people asking me if I was Grover or Cookie Monster (or maybe a Smurf), the person who had confusion was local drag diva Michelle Michaels. The outfit was the White Queen, a villainess from the Hellfire Club. However, people kept asking her if she was Storm. Um, The White Queen (and Michelle Michaels) are Caucasian, and Storm is African.
Eventually, she just sort of sighed and let it go. I shared about going to the boat cruise in Pittsburgh a few years ago. I had thrown on some army camouflage just to sort of have an outfit that wouldn’t be too irksome to drive in. After the 50th person asked me if I was Fidel Castro, I just yielded and said “Sure. Whatever.” (If you are a bearded guy in army camouflage, you are Fidel Castro, regardless of your original intent.)
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