I am still a little mad about the travesty of a costume contest that occurred Saturday night.
Although Bonnie now lives in another city, many of my friends love Halloween. We are all getting a little order, so we opted to go to a bar with a dance band rather than host a big Halloween party. We had some great costumes, which I will post in the weeks to come. We were excited about entering our best costumes into the costume contest.
We were also impressed by the many costumes that were there. I met a rolelr derby girl and we talked about how I was a derby girl last year. There was a great 80s rocker. I chatted with a very well done Ramona Flowers. There was an entire group of Richard Simmons people. Lots of good costumes besides those in our group.
The band starts their second set and announces the Halloween costume contest. Eager people crowd to the front of the bar.
The lead singer says:
Okay time for the Halloween costume contest. Um, who did I see out there? Medusa, come out here. [[a woman dressed normally with a homemade Medusa wig gets on stage] She told me she just figured out this costume 5 minutes before coming out.
Oh, Charlie Sheen, have to have Charlie Sheen. [[Dude gets on stage wearing a black suit, white tshirt with the word winning taped to his shirt]]
Oh, I saw Hank Williams, Jr., get up here. [[Guy in legitimately good Hank Williams Jr costume gets on stage]]
And sleazy 70s guy. This guy grew a MOUSTACHE for his costume.
Okay, time to vote.
I walked out of the dance area and to the bar in protest. The biggest crime was that there was a dude dressed like Flash Gordon’s nemesis, Ming the Merciless and his costume was fantastic.
It was homemade and just so good. If no one from my group could win it, I wanted Ming to take home the prize.
There is no justice, my friends. No justice.