Normal People

A couple years ago I was invited to a Halloween party hosted by a friend outside of my normal social circle. A normal university student rather than a commercial art school student. Aside from reminding me that I don't socialize well when surrounded by people I don't know this event taught me (or reminded me of) something else. Normal People are not like My People.

Several exchanges went like this:
Them: "So who are you supposed to be?"
Me: "I'm The Shadow Man from Disney's The Princess and the Frog."
Them: "Hmm..." or "What?"

My costume was met with enthusiasm the next night at another friends party.

The Old Alma Mater

It's kind of funny going back to your school to speak as a "Successful Professional." No longer are you an "Acquaintance" or "That Creepy Guy." Now you are a "Professional Reference" or even "Someone I Think can Hire Me."

Shortcuts

While going to get dinner tonight, I took a shortcut through the dark cemetery. I have never lived somewhere I could "take a shortcut through the cemetery."

Nothing happened.
I came back the same way, thinking the smell of enchiladas might draw some attention, but alas...
I was so disappointed