I was the designated driver when we went to a Halloween party Saturday night. I am more accustomed to being the designated drinker.
Now pardon me for overstating the obvious, but Halloween is much more fun if you’ve been drinking. Sure, the costumes and hi-jinx are amusing at first, but there is no question that alcohol makes people and situations a lot more interesting.
I was dressed as a Jedi Knight — and the absence of booze made for an appropriately sober and serious portrayal. People kept coming up to me and saying or doing crazy sh*t, to which I nodded in sage understanding, occasionally brandishing my light saber.
After trying Jedi mind tricks on several party-goers, it was clear that The Force can have a strong influence on the weak-minded, but it’s not much use when dealing with the intoxicated.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t need alcohol to enjoy myself. Many of the best times of my life did not involve any drinking. But going to a Halloween party that way is like turning on the fluorescent lights at closing time. Things look scary.