Where’s Waldo

I’ve been meaning to tell you a few stories, dear Blog. So here’s a quick one.

I’ve run the gamut on recent Halloweens, from a famous cow to an everyday pimp. This year, I dressed as one of the most beloved literary characters of our time.

Yes, indeed — I was Waldo.

The elements of the Waldo costume are pretty simple. Glasses? Check! Jeans? Check! A cane? Check! Red beanie? Check!

Red and white striped shirt? Not so much. I was surprised by how impossible it was to locate Waldo’s signature attire at a friendly neighborhood department store. Apparently striped polos are not in style in the year 2-thousands. So we resorted to a plain red shirt and some carefully-aligned white duct tape. Voila! Red and white striped shirt.

Our destination this year was again Cedar Springs, and Waldo was the perfect costume to wear in a large crowd. People kept finding me all night!

They also recognized Chel dressed as Tinkerbell, complete with fairy wings and a wand. (There was no way I was going to do a “couples costume” and dress as Peter Pan. Absolutely no way.)

I know it’s been a long time since I’ve written, dear Blog. But do keep looking for me — I promise you’ll find me here again. Much like Waldo.