  The best thing that happened to me on Halloween was that I saw a guy in an alarmingly good Mike Meyers costume (y'know, the guy from Halloween the movie). He looked exactly like him, I guess because the character wears a mask in the movie, so it's not a hard look to capture.
We both got off the subway (Metro! I mean Metro! ) at the same time, and he stepped out of my way very politely to let me go first, and gave me the ladies-first nod. That made me smile, encountering such a polite serial murderer. I finally got to that crepe restaurant in Adams Morgan that I've been hearing about since I moved to DC.
It was good, although it was no urlLink Ti Couz . (Megan doesn't understand my determination to live in San Francisco at some point, but I think she would if she'd ever eaten there. ) Megan and Nick Boyle and I played girl-hot or boy-hot, a game inspired by a conversation I had with Maggie and Scott. They like to check girls out together and discuss which ones are hot, and they've discovered that they have completely different criteria for hotness. Maggie will say a girl's hot because she's thin, and well dressed, and her hair looks great, and she has a pretty face. Scott, on the other hand, is looking for brick houses, if you know what I mean, and I think you do. Nick and Megan and I discussed this at length, using celebreties as examples. Gwyneth Paltrow and Sarah Jessica Parker are girl-hot, we decided. Guy-hot celebreties are the type that sensitive men will insist that they don't find attractive, like Pamela Anderson.
We spent about an hour looking for good examples of girl-hot and guy-hot passing by the window, but found neither. Right now I'm tickled by: Jason's Halloween Buffy shout-out on the urlLink blogger.com home page. Right now I love: Smart Start with Vanilla Silk. Damn you, soy milk, with your seductively delicious vanilla flavoring! I resisted you for so long! 
