H-ween '07

Well, we managed to pull a last-minute success out of our butts this Halloween. (Nice mental image, huh?)

You might remember that last year I was a banana and Ryan was President Bush taking out the trash (Osama). This year we had no idea what to be in order to live up to last year's costumes.

So we hit up the Spirit store in Fremont on Saturday. Ryan's old buddy is the manager there. We scoured the store, and we thought we found a winner for Ryan when we picked up a costume that can only be described as a man riding an inflatable ostrich. But it required wearing a battery-operated air pump to keep part of the costume inflated, which Ryan thought didn't sound comfortable, and the hat was missing from the package.

A second scouring of the store yielded a sexy U.S. Border Patrol agent's costume for me, and...I don't know what the name of Ryan's was. Basically, a Mexican wearing a belt full of shot glasses. We didn't even realize our costumes kind of went together until we were already walking out the door. But anyway, talk about serendipity...just as we were going to pay, Ryan's friend shows up. He wasn't supposed to be there, since he was taking time off for Oktoberfest, but had happened to stop by. And he rung us up with a fat discount -- $100 worth of costumes for $43. Rock on, Dave!

We were once again a hit at this year's party. Whew! Here are some photos:



Our hostess, Danielle, as Frida Kahlo, and of course yours truly with El Hombre.



Frida, show me your papers!



Jeanine and I looking completely innocent...