I'm not what you'd call a traditional celebrant of Dia de los Muertos, nor of All Hallows Eve, nor the festival of Samhein, or whatever October 31st might be called in your neck of the woods. Still, our little girl got all dressed up (you can check my wife's blog on Tuesday for data on that) so I did what I could with, say, no real time nor interest.

So that was me, in Ladera Heights and at the new Fox Hills Mall (Cinnabon! Woo hoo!) and over by Dorsey High, with a print out of the Fail Whale safety pinned to my chest, trailing behind the pregnant cat (kitties painted on the belly) and the magical, Afrocentric witch. I also said to anybody who asked, "Too many tweets! Sorry, try again later. Our technical staff is aware of the problem, and it should be fixed soon!"

Handle it.

Playing (Music): "Somebody's Watching Me" by Rockwell, feat. Michael Jackson on the choruses

UPDATED: How about a clearer look at my costume from my wife's blog?