Twisted Spinster

My, how times have changed. Back in the 90s when I still lived in Miami my goth friends and I used to go to this bar in Ft. Lauderdale called Squeeze to see local bands like Marilyn Manson and the Spooky Kids, and such. One Halloween we went to their special Halloween party. They were having a costume party. The guy who won had come in dressed as Jesus, complete with a (no doubt made of cardboard or styrofoam) cross hanging off his back. Everyone applauded, even the punks and the guys dressed like Satan.

In a related (more or less) area, speaking of political histrionics, let’s not be these people. Not that I have (or want, currently) a love life to speak of, but I certainly can’t imagine putting anything in my life on hold because I’m waiting for the horse I’m backing to win. I’ll bet she does the same thing to her boyfriend when American Idol is on. (Is that show still on? I never watch it so I don’t know. If it isn’t, substitute some other talent contest thing. When I was a kids I used to watch The Gong Show but that show was cool.)