We went out for Halloween... unexpectedly.
We only wanted to see Pete Elkas play the Starlight. We didn't know it was a costume ball. A hipster-filled costume ball demands great creativity. That, or no costume at all. There are some hipsters who are THAT cool (or uncool).
The two of us walked the streets of Uptown Waterloo responding to cries of "JESUS!, Hey it's Jesus. J.C. how you doing man!?" We shook our heads and shouted back, "No, you've got it all wrong."
In one of our favourite restaurants the waitress asked us: "Are you dressed as sleepy people?" For shame. We met up with Anne-Marie at the Starlight; what a wonderful surprise! She shouted at us: "You're my parents!" No. So Disappointing.
Only the swarthy fellow checking i.d.'s at the door of the club got it right. "The dude abides," he said as he smiled at us and ushered us inside.
Thank you sir, the dude abides indeed. And the dude did abide, inside with Arthur Dent and the Man from Glad. GARBAGE BAGS!
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