Here's to another event filled weekend in the Lou. Actually, I'm not being sarcastic this time. I was busy from the minute I got off work Friday evening all the way up until about 3 hours ago. I started off by running to Johnnie Brock's Dungeon to pick myself up some sort of a last minute Halloween costume. I did end up deciding to be a rock star so the first thing I grabbed was a wig. Then I grabbed this maroon crushed velvet shirt with white and black tiger print lapels and cuffs. I added a maroon feather boa (to match the shirt), a white fedora hat, and some glitter stuff for my hair and eyes and my trip to the store was done. I decided halfway through that going as a glam rocker would be more fun than just any ordinary rock star, but I think I ended up crossed between that and a pimp. I got home and added a black t-shirt to go under my crushed velvet thing, some white linen pants, my shit-kicker boots, some eye makeup (yes mascara, eye liner, and eye shadow which I did all by myself), some cool shades, and my guitar and my outfit was complete. I must say in the end I ended up with a pretty cool outfit for throwing it together at the last minute. Kind of like a cross between CiCi Deville from Posion, Jimi Hendrix, Rod Stewart, and David Bowie (and a pimp).

I got to Megan's party at about 10:00 and everyone else that wasn't there already began arriving steadily after that. I think that it went over really well and I even started to feel better by midnight or so. Almost everyone there came in some sort of a costume, and most of them were pretty well thought out and original. I took a ton of pictures with my digital camera (I think I got a picture of almost everyone there) and I should have some party pic's up soon. After almost getting the whole crew involved in a dirty game of strip blackjack, I split and headed for home around 4:30 AM, mildly intoxicated and totally exhausted.

Saturday I slept in most of the day and then just bummed around the house until about 5:30 PM when it was time to get ready for the hockey game. Karyn and I went to see the Blues play the Blackhawks in what turned out to be a pretty pitiful game. A piss poor crowd for a Saturday night St. Louis vs. Chi-town game (even though it was almost a sellout no one was into the game), a sloppy game for both teams, not one fight, and most of the goals were even cheap. We ended up losing the game 3-2 but remained in first place in the central by 1 point. After the game we grabbed some scrumptious dinner at Houlihans at Union Station and were debating on whether or not we should go to Blueberry Hill to hang out with my bro and his crew, or go back to Ameristar Casino to see if I could win me some mo' money. In the end we were both stuffed and a bit tipsy and very tired so we just rented some movies and headed back to my pad. We watched both the Italian Job and Identity back to back and I must say they were both pretty damn good flicks. The Italian Job is a remake of an older film about high class thieves and sports a PG-13 rating even though there's absolutely no sex, no real graphic violence (at least there's no gore or excessive blood), and very little bad language. Identity is much darker and is similar to Memento in nature. A psychological thriller that is totally confusing until the very last scene of the movie and even then it takes a bit of thinking to figure out.

Sunday I headed over to Nicko's for some band practice and watched the first half of a sorry effort by the Rams against the 49er's. Man that was the make or break game for them. I still think they'll win the division and may even make it to the Super Bowl, but this was their chance to step out and show that they are the dominant team in the NFC again like they were several years ago. No dice this time though. I expect they'll only lose one more game though, either to the Vikings, the Seahawks, or in another shocker, the Ravens next week. Once the game was over at about 7 PM, my bro and Jenni and I headed out to the AMC West Olive 16 to watch the re-release of Alien. Basically a new directors cut with a few added scenes, some establishment shots that were cut a bit to quicken the pace, remixed in surround sound, and digitally cleaned up film. As good as I remember it being, although I only noticed once scene that was obviously different from the original. I guess that's a good thing though. Don't fix what ain't broke.

- these thoughts flowed through Jeff's fingers @ 1:26 AM