Sunday, October 30, 2005
Saturday after I wrote my blog in a stupor off of one Smithwick’s I shut off the computer and stumbled into my bathroom. I was feeling festive and not festive in a way that some tight treads, a pompadour and a slick ride could heal…I looked in the mirror and made a wish at the wee hour of 9 p.m. and said, “I wish I was Pink.”
Poof!!! To my surprise the God of Halloween (would that be the Diablo?) heard my cowering voice in the night and not only made my wish come true…He made me Woopie Pink!!!
This was such a hauntastic way to begin the night but I knew something was missing. Being that my luck was so excellent I worked up the impetus to make another wish. I asked Diablo this time for company to last me the night…poof out of the thin air this feline like women stood before me. 
The feline and I jumped in the Buddha (my car) and headed for a little monster bash at Frankenstein’s house. 
While there I mingled with the back of some guy’s afro…
Some eggplant hummus served out of a melon was “die”gested and washed down with PBR.
I met some nice people…Like a pirate and her fist mate. (I leaned over and asked her if she was taking applications for a second mate and she politely informed me that mating season hadn’t started yet.) 
I gave a shout-out to the foxy Jessica Rabbit to heat things up a little…Roger Rabbit was no where in sight so I thought it was O.K. to get my Woopie on and you know...maybe do a little “Patty Cake.” 
Boy was that a mistake as her new man Mr. Green Ghoul-a-lot posted up in my face.
Ghoul-a-lot a pulled a rat out of the eggplant hummus in a melon and attacked me with it.
I ran away and luckily I received some much needed ghoul-aid from my friend the Thunder Cat. 
Through the power of "Rock" everything turned out to be O.K.
My friends and I exchanged some Woopie.
And the feline and I returned home to live Woopie ever after…
True fictional story
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