A very quiet Halloween here. I presume many (most?) people celebrated this past Saturday, while I was visiting my dad.
I went out last night, however. I "did my usual." I wore some of my Renaissance garb, but with a bit of twist (no pun intended
). I was all in black, black cavalier hat with black feathers, black shirt, black leather jerkin, black tights, black boots. I also did something that will be with me for a while: I dyed my beard and mustache black, so they would stick with the theme.
I also wore my sword.
I was on my way out when the elevator doors opened, and there was the front desk attendant ready to snap a photo with his phone.
He asked me if I minded, and I said no, I didn't mine. He promised to see I get a copy of the picture. If I do, perhaps I'll come back here and post it.
I thought I looked really good. Too bad almost no one saw it.
My pastor saw it: When I got to the Usual Watering Hole, he and his partner were there having dinner.
I'm getting a haircut this afternoon. I'll ask my barber if he knows some way to remove the dye. If not, I'll just live with it till it wears out. I will just hope the color will be gone by Thanksgiving.
I expect it will get tedious constantly explaining to others that the black beard is a remnant of Halloween.
