Pete Speak

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Happy Halloween!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

I bought candy that sucks this year (suckers - ha! sucks!) so I wouldn't eat it all.

I used to be a gigantic fat man and still cannot resist a bag of individually wrapped chocolate and peanut butter treats. I could down a bag of peanut butter cups in an hour right now...

I bought suckers so I wouldn't.

My girlfriend, Danielle, is a teacher in the city. She's dressed up today as the "Operation" game patient. She sent me this with her phone:




And this is Buster's costume:




This is my pumpkin:















I think I'll put on my Fireworks Hard Hat and a flannel tonight and call myself a construction worker.

This was our costume last year: The Publisher's Clearing House Prize Patrol and Sweepstakes winner:





Here are some of my "little" relatives all dressed up for the occasion:


































































HAVE A GREAT HALLOWEEN!!



posted by Pete Spaker at 9:49 AM

1 Comments:

Blogger Susie said...

"I bought candy that sucks this year (suckers - ha! sucks!) so I wouldn't eat it all."
I DID THE SAME THING! Mike & Ike's haha.
Danielle's costume is awesome.

October 31, 2007 at 12:25 PM  

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Hi! I'm Pete. Because I didn't get enough attention as a child, I now seek the approval of complete strangers in all four of my current jobs. I produce concerts with a company called Up All Night, market even more concerts and other ticketed events with a company I formed with my buddy Yates called Sharptoe Design, am a DJ on a local radio station (WBER 90.5FM) and shoot fireworks for Young Explosives, my favorite legal rush. I have so many jobs because I can't ever quit anything.

I'll drop various observations and write about the things I do in this blog. The Insider has promised I am allowed to swear and post naked photos of my elderly neighbors I take thru their window while they are changing. I also love to take (non senior citizen nudes) pictures and go on vacation, usually to see even more music. I'll probably be deaf soon from all of my sonic barrier-breaking activities so I am soaking in all of the aural damage I can before I turn 30 on 8-8-08. A drunk psychic once told me I'd die at 53 from lung cancer and I believe her.

I am Rochester born and raised, Irondequoit>North East City>Brighton in jamband setlist format. I lived in Albany for six months in 1997 and hated it. If I weren't allergic to snow, I'd say I'll be here forever.

And in case you haven't noticed, I am a complete wise-ass; you can't take anything I type here, say on the radio or in person seriously- ever. Enjoy!