Rocky Horror Halloween

For those that celebrate Halloween, or at least celebrated it growing up, you know it's a time for candy, parties, and candy. When you get a little older, it's the one holiday that you can dress like a total slut and no one will say anything.

Growing up, I loved trick-or-treating. On more than one occasion, I've kicked someone in the shins for not giving me candy. It's said that Robin Williams gives out giant candy bars at his house on Halloween, although I have no idea where he lives in San Francisco, or if it is, in fact, true.

Last night was a blast. My Mom and I decided last week, that we were going to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Since I've been giving ratings lately, as to how things I've been to, were, I have to say I absolutely LOVED the show. I've never been to see it live, but I've seen the movie more than a few times. Usually when you see the movie of something first, the show is somewhat of a let down. Not so in this case. The actors were absolutely stunning. The costumes were sexy, and flashy, and made you want to just reach out and taste someone! One thing I can say about Rocky Horror Picture Show's actors and actresses, is that they completely fall into their roles. It's was fabulous, and I give them two thumbs and an ass up.

After Rocky horror, I met a friend at this Crepe place across the street. We then headed over to the boardwalk, only to find it had closed early. While we were walking on the boardwalk, it completely shut down. Lights were turned off and a heavy fog drifted in. I'm not really one to scare all that easily, but we were locked in! I could feel my heart beating a little faster and I was searching for exits, when a security guard came out of the cuts and told us we had to walk on the beach to get out. It's not a short walk...I wasn't all that amused since I was wearing 6 inch stilettos. I ended up taking them off and running free as a bird all over the beach. I was a little tipsy, which is a good thing, because I have to tell you, it was fucking freezing and I was running around in a skirt up to my ass and a thin sweater with nothing under it but a camisole. I went home shortly after that, after watching some of the most awesome costumes I've ever seen, had a drink and fell asleep watching Natural Born Killers.

OK. Last but not least, I'm blown out of the fucking water that I got blogger awards. I sometimes wonder if anyone even reads this thing. Thanks, Angel, for thinking of me. You're a doll and I can't wait to see your new tat. So, I guess for the one Angel nominated me for, I have to choose people to nominate, too. Let me go over my emails, comments, and favorites to choose a few and I'll get back to you. Hope everyone had a HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!!!

Exotic....Erotic.....Pirates?

I was asked last week, to blog the Exotic Erotic Ball in SF. Now before I go into why I didn't go to the event and blog about it, let me slap myself about 6 times around the room.

OK. Now that I've abused myself for being stupid, I'll explain. After the shit happened with my friend and I was drudging around the house; pouting and breaking into frequent tears, my sister and I decided that we were going to go the Pirates of Emerson at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. So the ad for this thing, says that it's like, one of the scariest Haunted House events in America. They must've been talking about the actress. She's not that big anymore, but, anyway, this was nothing short of a joke and a waste of money. The makeup was terrible. The pirates were perverts, and the wenches were bitches. There was one in particular that rubbed me the wrong way, talking in a phony British accent and asking me why I looked so bored. She continued to talk to me, even after I made it clear she was getting on my nerves. Asking me why I paid 25$ for something that I didn't like. Obviously if I knew I wouldn't like it, I wouldn't've paid the 25$ to begin with.

All in all, the evening pretty much sucked. I did, however get to ride a few of the rides. I've never been on the rides at the Boardwalk at night, so that was pretty exciting. I made a little video, and I'll try to upload it after I write this. Quality sucks, but enjoy.

OK. So instead of blogging about how fun the Exotic Erotic ball was I give two thumbs down to the Losers of Emerson.

P.S. Thank you everyone for being concerned about how I was doing. I've been pretty fucked up for the past few days, and I'm just now starting to sober up and feel better. Sympathy sex, anyone?