Flood The Sun was Smashing Pumpkins for Halloween. Here’s our set list:

1. Mellon Collie And The Infinite Sadness

2. Where Boys Fear To Tread

3. Zero

4. Bullet With Butterfly Wings

5. Bodies

As you can see, I was D’arcy Wretzky. Noel (80′s Madonna) is seen presenting her creation to you in the above photo.

I’m happy to say that I sewed the feather border onto my shirt, but sad to say how hard it is to look like a woman when wearing pants and military boots…

…as opposed to yesterday’s smokin’ hot dress.

We played at the Launchpad. We were only allowed 15 minutes. But it was one of the more fun, more packed shows I’ve played. Live footage here.

At the wig warehouse.

After work, I had to make time to go clothes/wig shopping, because I’m going to be D’arcy Wretzky for Halloween. Halloween is this Saturday, so I don’t have much time to pull it off. I ordered a wig on ebay last week for $25 with intentions to save time. But a couple of days ago I found out that it will take 15-20 days for my D’arcy-hair to get here because the seller lives in China.

So I had to buy another wig at a shop in Albuquerque. It was $30. Then I went to Buffalo Exchange for clothes. When looking through the girl’s pants rack, I kept hearing a voice in my head saying, “Ooh, these are cute. These are cute.. These are also cute…” I also focused a lot on my butt in the fitting room.  I felt slightly self-conscious buying glossy capri pants with fishnet leggings, but I have a feeling that the sales-girls at Buffalo are used to that sort of thing.

Tommy’s girlfriend Noel helped me shop via text/pix message. She’s the one doing my make-up for the Smashing Pumpkins show. I hope she works some magic, because I look rather grotesque in a blond wig.

1980s Badasses

Halloween is coming up so I thought I’d publish this never-been-publicized cellphone photo of Chaz and Biff, last year’s halloween costume all-stars. Self-proclaimed of course. That’s Tommy (Chaz) on the left.

This Halloween I’m going to be D’arcy Wretzky of Smashing Pumpkins fame. I’ve been starving myself and vomiting to help myself obtain a small-frame figure to squeeze into whatever clothes she wears. The idea of being a girl for Halloween seemed pretty fun at first, but I became a little worried when I saw this photo of her:

Maybe I can wear a XXL Raiders jacket and no one will notice.

In other news, I have a new job. I haven’t really talked about it yet, and I’ve been there a week already. I don’t know what you even call my position. So far, I fetch stuff for a bunch of guys who build cinderblock walls. I had a really good cellphone-photo opportunity of us pumping concrete into a 12-foot wall today. Then I remembered that I left my phone in the car, because bricks are bad for phones.