It’s raining. I stayed home from work today, “sick,” and aside from catching up on zzzz, did some mindless web browsing that somehow landed me on Amazon. After lamenting the end of Amazon’s long partnership with Toys ‘R’ Us, I found myself checking my Amazon account information, which makes little sense since I haven’t ordered anything from there in months. Interestingly enough, they’ve got this section that lets you review every order you’ve ever placed with them, and I found myself trying to connect the dots of my itemized orders from as far back as early 2000. Lots of fun. I found all of these Christmas presents purchased for nieces and nephews, not to mention several attempts on my behalf to rape the system and cash in on Amazon’s clearance sales. Twenty Emperor Palpatine figures, scored for 99 cents each! A dozen Furby Babies…5 bucks each!
There were also remnants of obsessions (mostly) past. I don’t know what intentions I had for Charmander earrings, nor do I remember ever receiving them, but there they were, all pewter and now forever “out of stock.” Give it a shot if you’ve spent the better part of the Internet age ordering from Amazon; this section is a nice trip down Remembering Things Street.
Tonight’s Halloween Countdown entry details the story of my greatest Halloween costume. It’s a tale I’ve mentioned in small bits during previous articles, but this is the whole disjointed shebang.
That article seems very conducive to a blog survey about your best Halloween costume, but I think we’ve done that like sixty times already. So just use the comments space to talk about your past Halloween costume stories in general. Best, worst, mild, whatever.

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Woohoo number 1! Ironically I have nothing to say. I hate Karma.