Small Hands…Smell Like Cabbage

I have, rather unexpectedly, finally got an evening to myself!  We were on our way to pick up Richard’s brother from the airport, but received a phone call* that turned us right back around, so now I’m back home with a bit of spare time for a change.  Richard’s brother was flying in from Australia (by way of L.A. and then Dallas), but found himself stranded in Dallas overnight due to a late flight from LAX which resulted in his missing the final flight out of Dallas to Houston tonight.  They’ve thankfully put him up in a hotel for the evening and we’ll be back out to Hobby first thing in the morning to pick him up.  Until then, though…

Non-wedding-related stuff!  Thank the heavens!  I’m posting some pictures of our Halloween party at the office last Friday, where our entire department dressed up as circus folks/freaks/carnies.  If you can guess what circus person I am, I’ll…um…oh, hell.  I’ll just give you a thumbs-up in the comments section.  Sorry; I’m brain-dead and completely lame tonight.

*Dan (the brother) totally used his English charm/accent/what-have-you to con some girl at the hotel into using her cell phone to call us, so he wouldn’t have to pay the ridiculous charges to use his hotel room phone.  Classic.

Anyway, onto the photos:

The Half-Man/Half-Woman, the Fortune Teller and the Bearded Lady.

The executive assistants on our floor dressed as Barbie dolls. I didn’t realize there was a Nascar Barbie…or a Fashion Police Barbie…or an Angel Barbie…or a Hello Kitty Barbie, for that matter. But it doesn’t really matter when chicks are wearing blonde wigs and short skirts, does it?

Me and the infamous temp, my roommate. He was the Human Cannonball and, as you can tell, is totally psyched about that.

Me with my very good friend, Helga the Hairy.

And last, but not least, the entire group of crazy Benefits and Comp fools. And one random Indian dude who happened to have the misfortune of being on an IT assignment with our HRIS folks that day. He looks thrilled, doesn’t he?

So, let’s hear it. What was I for Halloween?