First off I love Halloween. Endless candy, getting to dress up as your favorite character, and partying with all your friends. This year I didnt t
hink I was going to get to celebrate my favorite holiday due to contest over lapping. But I lost out early, jumped on the earliest flight out and got home the night before at 3:00 am. I didnt think I was going to be home so I was in need of a costume. Lucky my good friend Sarah also lives for Halloween and has a costume castle in her closet. She literally has 20 outfits ready for use at all times. So I went over there an hour before we were having people over and figured out something to wear.
I kinda missed the 80's and always thought punk rockers were the shit, so why not take the opportunity and get my steel toe boots on and rock out with my Hawk out. I threw on some tight ripped up jeans, threw in a whole bottle of gel , Wrapped a couple chains around my neck and was ready to go throw some elbows in a mash pit. The night was sick and I even got to put my costume to use and chase some little punks down the street that where trying to smash our pumpkins.
On a different note the waves were fun and it felt like summer time revisited southern Cali. It was nice to get out in the water and wash off the Halloween mayhem the next morning.
