As Halloween is over I thought I’d catalogue a few impressions from the wonderful night of mischief, vampires, and literary encounters with the ghosts of writers past. If you didn’t spend All Hallow’s Eve at a monster ball in Brooklyn and ended up in a loft party with sparklers, demanding fake passwords from strangers, you may have been in Manhattan, and well, I can’t help you out there, it’s the worst place to spend All Saints’ day.

Back to the Better Borough (yes, said that for the alliteration since this is a publishing house) Repulsed, enthralled, impressed, enlightened, and “Woah, my eyes hurt from all that stardust, Ziggy!” Here are the top 3 costumes I witnessed from my Zombie-Ben-Franklin-Your-Mom persona that evening. Before this list, a quick message on America’s numero uno founding father. First, it’s entirely relevant to this blog: he started as a printer and publisher, dirt poor (like me!) and changed the course of history, while also founding the first Philadelphia public library (not like me!). Back to the list:
1. Some cute little 13 18 year old hipsters (and it is affirmative they were not grad students with IKEA apartments with a creepy obsession with Liz Lemon) dressed as the entire cast of “30 Rock.” So either a) my friends aren’t that cool. b) I don’t have 9 friends.

2. Cast of “Freaks and Geeks.” Now I know you’re not cool enough to think of that, neither was I.

3. Kissing Booth. Genius.

So there you have it, the last ever post on Hallo – remember to hydrate next time kids! -ween.

-Nikki-Lee