J. Michael Andresen

As promised in my last post, here are the photos from the 1994 Halloween party at Epsilon Theta: From left to right: Stephanie as LISP (represented by Daffy Duck ), Albert as C++ (represented by a seaman with several allusions to the language), me as G-code (represented by my faux G-string ), Cherry as Blue (represented by her monochrome), and Kari as Logo (represented by a turtle, complete with hard shell in back). And here's another of just me: If you're wondering why my fingernails are painted black, it's because I was going later that evening to another party with people from work. I figured my cow costume would be safer for that than the Speedo.

Today I have a guest post from my lovely wife, describing a recent outing we had with some friends of hers to see Rocky Horror: The Musical at the Ordway Theater in Saint Paul: This past Saturday (October 27) Beth and I went to aerobics (as we usually do) and then to her favorite antique store (as we often do). The owner of the shop knows Beth (and me too I guess) fairly well. I imagine that he assumes I am her closeted lesbian partner because of my successful encouragement of her frequent and large purchases (this Saturday he said “your paycheck is in the mail”) and frequent presence when he later delivers these purchases. I was not there when he delivered the antique sofa this time, however. (I am a Grinch about Halloween this year, largely due to the failure to be invited to any parties and disinterest in hosting one.) My absence was because—while they were not Halloween plans per se —we had plans nonetheless. In fact, I had told the antique shop owner about these plans. He had be