Öh Löök, Ït’s Frïdäy

Whole bunch of bullplop to do at work today and no spare time to write any sort of blog post (well, okay, aside from this one). I’m gently reminded by my esteemed associate Mr. Fahrenheit that I owe the universe a Texas Chain Saw Massacre review.

Had a good write night last night (second in a week!), but nothing to report yet. Things are moving slowly.

Also last night, I took Wump and Toop to a Halloween party at Wump’s school. I want to say we swept the field with our costumes, but there were some great ones there. The girls, however, had the best face paint. Effortlessly applied by an unfortunately-sick Mrs. Hatboy.

Pictured: Special Kind Of Vampire With Horns (Wump) and Unimpressed Little Dragon (Toop).

I red-eyed up and went with a low-effort option, although the lenses were a huge pain in the … well, eyes. The school gymnasium / dance hall was pretty dark but I freaked out my fair share of Wump’s school mates. Not to mention my workmates since I lensed up while still at work (wasn’t sure how long it would take, so started early), and a couple of kids on my public transport adventure home.


I wore the antlers instead of the full Noro Metak this time, since the cow horns are slightly in need of repair and maintenance at this point.

It was a fun party, and I managed to get the kids in bed and my contact lenses back out by 22:00, allowing me to enjoy a write night with only slight puffiness and scratchiness in the eyes and a slight headache from the evening’s adventures.

Tonight, we are off to see Thor: Ragnarök. Hence the dots all over the place.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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