Weekend hooligans and hootenanny.

FAIL.

My attempts to remember plans have failed (remember how I mentioned my brain has turned to mush by stress?). Good thing traffic didn’t hold me up after work on Friday, as I had to catch the limo in muther-truckin Brecksville at 7 (made it there by 7:20-ish). We started off at Boneyard, where I lusted after a Spiderman pinball machine and draft Bass. Then, back to the limo for “apple cider” (that tasted more like apple pie), Jack Daniels and a long musical journey to Akron. The haunted schoolhouse and laboratory, by the way are freaking sweet. Not too cheesy. Not overly gory. But a good time for a group of single people that wanted to drink and fuck around with mummies and monsters in dark corners and shady staircases.

Afterward, karaoke took over at some random C-town bar. I had zero clue where I was. And no, I did not kill anybody softly with her song.

Saturday morning has become something of a tradition with my shopping at the West Side Market. We changed things up a bit by heading to Gallucci’s first where I picked up a loaf of Sicilian bread, tomato-crusted turkey, a few apricot klotchkis, pecorino romano and a mozzarella braid. At the market, I scaled down a bit this week, as I have a lot of nights out planned this week, and I was kind of bored with hummus and my usual green veggies. I ended up with some eggs, a block of Hungarian feta, empire apples, carrots and more green onions (seemingly my new cooking obsession). I have no idea what I will make, but it will probably consist of omelets.

Saturday night, as seen from the post this weekend was my boss’ Halloween party. Good Lord, I haven’t partied until 5 a.m. in a very, very long time (and it will probably be a while longer). Thankfully I stuck with vodka-cranberries and Jell-O shots (thankfully? what the hell). That was only part one of Halloween costume parties, which for obvious reasons was a perfect selection to start the hallowed season. More to come.

This is my favorite week of the year!

Not a Halloween show, but Pale Young Gentlemen is at the Matinee Tuesday night.

Wednesday: Bier Markt is coordinating a Dogfish Punkin Ale draft night with do-it-yourself — hopefully soberly — pumpkin carving.

Thursday is Beachland Ballrooms’ Hallo Cleveland Cover Night concert, and I cannot wait to see Helper T-Cells play Flaming Lips. And it’s a costume party, people — play dress up again (still haven’t decided which costumes go with which night yet).

Friday: costume bash at Bier Markt.

Saturday: the grand finale of costume parties at Silk.

Hangovers are optional.
Ex-boyfriends deciding to text, call and e-mail is a given.
Pictures? Guaranteed.

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