More Hallowe'en hijinx. A couple of Hallowe'ens ago, my wife had to work a shift, but I stayed home. I was set on turning off the lights and watching Hudson Hawk (1991) on DVD, when my brother-in-law calls up: he wants to come over to hand out candy to the kids. I make a quick trip to Costco to get the sweets the tykes like, which leaves me with about an hour to come up with a costume idea.
Well, Zombie-Anything works these days, which is fine by me. I've always appreciated the zombie genre. I sawed a tennis ball in half, glued it to my head, threw on my track suit, and painted on some gore and pale skin with Snazaroo body paints. Instant Zombie Fitness Instructor. No pain, no gain!