The Illusionist

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Tony has production stills up on his blog.

Oh, my... pretty.

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Occasionally, thoughts come unbidden into my head, like "who invented the spork?"

alt.spork.spork.spork

Apparently, I am not alone.

I so need a massage.

I have a halloween party to attend on Saturday. I have yet to manufacture a costume. I keep having ideas, many of them involving tape or tinfoil. I thought of wrapping myself completely in tinfoil and going as "leftovers", but I figured that might get a tad uncomfortable, and the idea of going to the bathroom seemed a bit tense.

I could just do my head and be the aluminum foil guy, and just never explain anything. Maybe I'd stop hearing voices for a while too.

I could go more elaborate and do something with prosthetics. I have some left over from a previous foray, and I have a great set of horns. I could do some black hairspray, red makeup, and go as a horny demon.

Or I could just do the horns.

I'd really love to do something elaborate, but I'm just not going to have time.

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