Dave steals the show

About a month ago Dave and I started plotting our Halloween costumes for an annual event at my friend Brenda's house, who loves Halloween more than I do, if that's possible. The standards are high at this venue. Past highlights include Juan Valdes complete with burro, Colonel Sanders, Idi Amin and Amos Moses with attached alligator. It's not a party where you can show up in a sheet and expect accolades.

Since Dave is a huge fan of Charles Darwin, it was a natural shift to portray a Darwin Award winner. People who win the Darwin Award have spectacularly annihilated themselves in some awesomely ignorant way. Standards for winning this award are also high. In fact, Brenda's husband Pat tried to nominate someone from St. Joe, posthumously, of course, for welding a gas tank without emptying it first and was told that his example was too blase. "You'd be amazed how many people kill themselves that way," they said. They need outstanding stupidity.

Hence Dave's costume, which I believe meets all standards of excellence.