Our church had a sock hop for the little kids last night. Beth and I aren't doing anything else for Halloween this year so we dressed us as '50s as we could. Me in a white t-shirt with a deck of cards rolled up in the sleeve (don't have cigarettes, and soap was too heavy), hair all John-Travolta-as-Danny-Zucko (they say a little dab'll do ya, but I used most of the tube), jeans, black shoes, and navy issue sunglasses. Beth with Peg Bundy hair, a scarf tied around the neck, white shirt, jeans cuffed, bobby socks...we should have a polaroid to scan soon. I won a Twist contest (prize: a plastic jar of bubbles) which I attribute to the John-Travolta-as-Vincent-Vega fingers in front of the eyes move from Pulp Fiction. One of the kiddies almost choked on a Life Saver so I turned him upside down and whacked his back until he spit up a whole bunch of slime all over my arm. Good times.