the post-gym pump helped my presentation (Halloween '10 in NYC)

Halloweekend started with a test run on Thursday. Some vendors for my old job were having parties at their creative spaces. I had hesitations about wearing my not-work-appropriate attire, but I figured I'd feel it out once I arrived.

The first vendor had really gone all out with the decorations. And of course, one of the first people I ran into was the 50-year-old VP that I used to work under. One of those who has a sense of humor but takes his job way seriously. After about 4 seconds of hesitation, I said to myself, "Fuck it, we don't work together anymore... and my new VP reads my blog anyway."

So I snuck into the bathroom and changed.

I'm on a horse.

I should mention that besides a couple of VPs and the two former co-workers that I came with, I knew almost no one at this party. But my costume was well received, and most people got it (even if they needed a bit of a cognitive nudge).

Friday, I wanted to go to the gym during lunch, but that was a major fail. But it worked out perfectly because I went from the office to the gym to a costume party. Obvi, the post-gym pump helped my presentation.

Not my costume.

Saturday, I spent extremely hung over and did nothing until I headed out to dinner with a guy from Chicago that I'd been chatting to on Big Muscle. It turned out he was more attractive and engaging in person (who'da thunk). He bought me a rose, which was sweet, but then I had to walk through Capital Grille with a rose. And a pink pony.

From there, I worked my way to the west side, which was no easy task. I had 2 cartons on Tropicana Premium in my bag, and there wasn't an available cab in sight!

By the time I got to the house party in the Silver Towers, they were playing “Only Girl in the World” every 10 minutes. Crazy costumes abounded… the view was great… but I stayed way too long. I headed up to Le Boy for the toga party, but when I got there, they wanted $10! Do you know I hopped in a cab (since the 1 wasn’t running) and had a very nice time at No Parking! I even ran into the blogger Jared of HisDailyVariety.

Not Jared's costume.

Halloween itself ended up mostly being a picture-snapping frenzy (check out the album with captions on Facebook). After drinks Gym Bar, I went to Pieces, intending to meet up with some of the boys. When they wanted a $7 cover, I ditched and somehow came to the conclusion that Maracas was the place to be. I ended up staying there way too late.

Did I mention that I’d be just fine never seeing a damned bottle of Old Spice again? Yeah.

Click here to check out last year's Halloween Mess (I did drag!).