Okay, so it’s actually Wednesday morning and I completely missed yesterday.

BUT, I’m going to make it up to the two of you reading this blog.

I’ve got a beat on a GREAT Hallowe’en costume. While doing some research yesterday in some old Bulletins, I stumbled across the ad see to your left.

Clearly, I need to dress up as a Dunlop brand tire for Hallowe’en. I mean, cripes, if the things can make a freakin’ rhinoceros look like it’s on the verge of plopping in its horn, then this is the kind of scary costume that I’ve gotta get in on — ya know, the kind of costume that will get me in the door at Mr. and Mrs. Paddlewacker’s party.

Don’t you think?

Okay, maybe not … but damn that rhino looks scared.

So, in the hope of recapturing my audience in the wake of the election debacle victory, I’m going to make a real, solid concerted effort this week to update my blog for FIVE consecutive days.

Now, I know what you’re thinking — “Hirtle, when are you going to let your hair grow out?”

Well, if you’ve seen the top of my head, you know that my longish hair days are fair behind me.

And why would you be thinking that, anyway?

So this week, I have something of a dilemma facing me. As it turns out, I’m supposed to attend a Hallowe’en Party of Gus and Mrs. Paddlewacker’s on, you guessed it, Hallowe’en.

Problem is, I’m not quite sure what sort of costume to wear — and apparently, you must be wearing one to gain access to the hijinx.

I was thinking that going as a human-sized Ed the Sock would be one option, but I’m not sure where I’d get that much yarn.

Also, as a side note, how come Ed the Sock has his own Wikipedia entry and I don’t?? That’s virtually an affront to modern journalism! Haven’t people seen me wearing this shirt??

I could always go with the look fashionably inspired by Tony “Old Reliable” Kornheiser, but that’s sooo 2006.

Anyway, clearly, I’m going to need help fizz-ixing me up a fine costume for the great Boo-fest of 2008.

The quest will continue tomorrow, unless someone sends me a really crankin’ suggestion by then.

(Incidentally, if you do a Google image search for “crankin’ costume,” the first thing that comes up is something that bears a vague resemblance to Marilyn Manson … so, I guess what I’m saying is, don’t waste your time.)

That’s right, after a prolonged hiatus, I’m back in the blogsphere.

Why the absence? Well, over the past several weeks, I’ve been running a campaign, trying to get myself elected to Bridgewater Town Council — and, on Saturday, October 18th, I was successful.

Class, say “hello” to Councillor Hirtle.

“Hello, Councillor Hirtle.”

Anyway, during the while I was gone, I had sort of made a conscious effort not to blog here out of fairness to my fellow candidates.

But, clearly, the time for fairness has passed!