My son went as Arthur Dent two years ago, complete with tea towel and bathroom. We took my old iPad and did a word document on the display that said “DON’T PANIC”. About 5% of the people he met got it, but it was great.

If the trailers that we saw prior to watching “Atomic Blonde” are any indication, there’s some pretty awful shit coming down the pike. We saw previews of “The Snowman”, the reboot of “Flatliners”, “Home Again” and “the Kingsmen”. I’m sure there were other atrocities, but I’m desperately trying to block them out.

OMG You are my hero. That was brilliant. I would have been honored to go as the Trillian to your Zaphod!

My son went as Alex in 8th grade. Caught a shit tonne of flack from a few parents, but he did make a great Alex. lol.

I have two favorites. The first was when I was Batman at I think 6 or 7 years old. This was either 1968 or 69 and girls did not go as male superheroes, but bless my mom, she was always supportive and open-minded, so she got me a Batman costume!

Oh he’s just one of those crazy kids hopped up on drugs! And I bet he wears tight pants!

Every time I see Ted Cruz, all I can hear is Mr. Haney from Green Acres:

Same year I saw it (high fives). I have to agree with Gwen, it was fun seeing them in the theater every seven years or so.

I’m not a huge Disney fan, but I loved Jungle Book as a kid and as an adult. My cousin and I romped around my Mom’s living room in our undies pretending to be Mowgli for weeks after seeing it in the theater. And I still have my soundtrack to that movie and Bambi, complete with picture book inserts. Thanks Gwen, for a…

If you watch any of Sid and Marty Krofts shows from the late 60s-70s it was painfully obviously that they enjoyed trendy chemical amusements. A lot.

Ah, the urban legend of the serial killer in the backseat! That was the one of the more popular ones if you were in a middle school / high school in the 1970s. It was always—”they went to put gas in the car, and the attendant ordered them out of the vehicle...only to tell the unsuspecting mother and daughter that…

The Seinfeld Theme. As a bass player I really can’t stand that theme song, esp. since you always get some dumb ass asking you to play it when you are standing there with your bass and do a smidge of slap bass.

Agreed, says the woman who has a Charles Addams version of Morticia tattooed on her leg.

And ergo, I will not be going as Lorraine Broughton from “Atomic Blonde” because I would be endless explaining on 10/31 who the hell I was or saying no, “I’m not DEBORAH HARRY!!”

This is how my mom, who was a professional cook, taught me to cook and it took a few years of co-habitating for my spouse to understand why I had all of those little ramekins in the cabinet. Being the only vegetarian/pescatarian in the house, there are nights that I cook two versions of a meal (meat and meatless) and…

Guy reminds me of all the guys that I gladly left behind in New Jersey. He may feed the poor, heal the sick but he still comes off as that obnoxious uncle who you steer clear of at holiday family events after he’s had a few drinks.

I remember having them in Western PA while attending college in that region. I miss east coast, New England and PA style donuts. Californians don’t seem to get how to make a good donut or pizza.

Ladies and gentlemen, for your consideration, I give you one of the best “cover” albums ever. Bowie’s version of “See Emily Play” > Pink Floyd.

Way too much melisma for one song. And thus every up and coming singer had to use that vocal style ad nauseam.

Its amazing. And I can’t wait to hear it live in November, when he comes to the Fillmore in San Francisco.