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“Little Blue Truck” Halloween storytime with *uncle daveo*

For Halloween enthusiasts, especially with kids and especially living far away from usual trick-or-treat traditions, I offer you: “Little Blue Truck” Halloween storytime with Uncle Dave

With a special hello to the little human friends around the world and especially a little girl in Dubai comes a spontaneous conversation about Halloween memories in Canada, yesterday’s Halloween in Tsuchida, Okayama, Japan including our family’s costumes then reading Ichiro’s brand new book “little blue truck’s Halloween” with a bit of a beatbox :) finally a request for kids’ Halloween costume photos and flipping through a stack of books to solicit request for future storytimes.

Disguise: TinTin, Guildford, 1977 (trying my best)

i mean, the details get lost: the right trousers, shoes, white shirt and blue tie – alas the glasses and the mediocre hair bring it down

Tintin, the intrepid reporter who managed to foil his enemies, while chasing down a story and exotic countries, was, and remains, my hero.

As a seven(?)-year-old in Guilford, I did my best to emulate him, alas, glasses were a necessity but the +4 pants, rackish tie and dapper overcoat captured the spirit for my satisfaction… as does the jaunty grasp of the overcoat showing “im ready for anything”. {Indeed, I was ready for anything and off into the world i went, eventually morphine more into a captain had hot type and finally settling into professor calculus/sunflower .}

However, I spent the entire evening trying to explain to people who I was. Surrey wasn’t ready then, and likely isn’t now, for this remix of (a relatively to North American audiences) obscure Belgian.

Disguise: Convict with Clown and First Nations Warrior (of sorts)

Convict, Clown and First Nations: daveo disguised
Convict, Clown and First Nations
I ventured out, moustachioed, into the wilds of Guilford complete with my inmate number for easy identification.
 
Along with brother Dan as a clown, no tears for this one, and brother Bob with some inappropriate cultural appropriation upon which I won’t comment upon further, we would rampage through Guilford Mews condos using pillowcases instead of plastic sacks to collect the trick or treat bounty. 
 
Surrey, circa 1976?
 
 

Disguise: Convict and Rockstar

Convict and Rockstar: daveo disguised
Convict and Rockstar
Oh those notorious Olson boys, always up to no good, they make the Duke boys look like saints. This time it’s Dan headed to the brig while I strike my best rockstar pose – indeed my true calling if it wasn’t those pesky musical instruments.
 
My iteration was a mix of my uncle Randy Bachman and a bit of Elvis who had died on my recent seventh birthday. Hey glasses, big hair, bellbottoms with pom-poms and platform shoes… But oh that pose! Simply says, “I know you’re looking but I don’t care – i’m just here to rock”
 
 

Disguise: Hunter S. Thompson

“Dr.” Hunter S. Thompson as depicted, required the commitment to shaving a cul-de-sac through my lock.

The party attended was appropriately at the Police Museum (with a DJ dressed as TennWolf), where i pose in front of exhibit of seized drugs in an attempt at method acting, circa 2010(?).
 
Note: authentic media pass. in which the goodly “doctor” is still resplendent with his mane intact.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Disguise: Hugh Hefner (Olympia, 2001)

I have stories which make Jimmy Buffett seem sober, Keith Richards cringe and Hugh Hefner blush… (well at least two of those are true) This is my homage to the crusty septgagrnarian and erstwhile Publisher and *cough “sexual liberator ?)”— I don’t look or read his magazine, nor say it’s name aloud, but I do admire his vast selection of smoking jackets. note: pipe, cravat/ascot, and hair/eyebrows to complete the masquerade.
 
Sidenote: this was the last time my face with cleanly shaven which I found to be rather uncomfortable.
 
Further sidenote: Kenny Trobman vastly upstaged me with his Ron Jeremy costume that year at the Eastside Club Tavern
 
Photo credit: Jen Boelts iirc
 
 

Disguise: Los Cousins Banditos

Los cousins Banditos: daveo disguised
Los cousins Banditos
Los Cousins Banditos (not officially Spanish). Cousins Keiza and Tal along with brother Bob and me, showing significant incompetence in gun-handling ability (hasn’t changed for me but possibly for others whoa re more inclined in adult times).
 
 

Disguise: Vincent van Gogh (various)

Van Gogh: daveo disguised
Vincent van Gogh, 1

The myths about Vincent van Gogh and his ear incident vary widely and no doubt are all untrue. As such, I crawled into the heart of the legendary artist to learn his true motivations on that night in Arles, France with his blustering painter pal Paul Gauguin.

The results are held secret amongst the Black velvet painting clad walls of the Waldorf Hotel.

While I am no Daniel Day Lewis, I do go “method” when needed… Specifically, when absinthe-spiked hot toddys are needed to crawl into hearts of darkness to discover the lust for life of Vincent van Gogh. The eyes hold all the secrets.

Halloween, Vancouver, circa 2011?

Some photos by Jeffrey, Phillip (i think) others by… ?
 
Vincent van Gogh, 2

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Disguise: Super Pig with Convict, Clown and “Bob”

Olsonboys and Super Pig: daveo disguised
Olsonboys and Super Pig

My appreciation of both pigs and superpowers rolls on with a character aptly called “Super Pig” – diligently assembled and sewn by a budding craftsman.  Alas the diligence of attempted nuance was slightly compromised again by yet another pair of specs.

Brother Dan seems quite comfortable in the convict suit, James is clowning around and Bob… Well Bob seems to be wearing a coat and pants #Understated