Friday, October 01, 2004

A lot of the actors at the haunt like to take off their makeup before they leave.

Not me.

My makeup's not that spectacular... Just some black around the eyes a' la Alice Cooper. The idea is that they won't see my skin should I decide to put on a mask.

And after an evening of sweating, the makeup tends to run.

Makes for a lot of fun when I stop at the gas station on my way home.

Some people ask, "What the hell happened to your face? Were you in a fight?"

And I'll say, "Oh no, it's just makeup. Wait! Let me explain...."

The best so far was tonight, though, holding the door for another gas station customer. The look of horror on his face was amazing. Jaw hanging open. Eyes wide. He couldn't look away. I held his terrified gaze for the entire time he walked into the store.

I guess he didn't want to turn his back on me.

What's his problem, I wondered. Hasn't he ever seen a grown man in makeup before?


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