So I haven't posted since before Halloween -- here's hoping y'all had a happy one. Nothing much to report on my end, but my Halloween "costume" is pictured behind the cut. It's not so much a costume as me not cutting my hair or shaving and simply popping on a hat that came with a bottle of coconut rum, but yeah.
If all bottles of rum came with hats, rum would be my new drink of choice! As it is, I've been drinking tequila lately -- namely because in the aftermath of Halloween I picked up some discounted "skin and bones" (or some similar-sounding themed title; it is so named because it is a diet mixer) margarita mix. But while I use the term "drinking" loosely because I tend to have maybe one or two drinks a week -- if that! -- I have been overdosing on sugary sweetness since the night of October 31. I finished off the last of my candy stash today, though, and quite frankly I'm glad to be rid of it. I got sick of those caramel Reese's peanut butter cups roughly two days after I bought them -- caramel and chocolate and sweetened peanut butter is pretty much overkill. Remind me never to get those things again. 
I have more to write, but I think I'll go ahead and include it in another post for no significant reason at all. This is the 777th blog entry (at least according to the internal count), btw. 
Beats the crap out of the baseball caps that would come with Seagram's Canadian Hunter back in the day. My dad worked at a liquor store as a second job and would often come home with assorted clothing that was way inappropriate for a 12-year old to wear. Not only did you get a baseball cap with that Seagram's goodness, it also came with a matching poncho so you could get blitzed during a monsoon.