I don't have too many new observations to make since last year, but I'll say this:
-Megaphones are awesome. The one I bought was incredibly large, at least with respect to my relative size. And even before I started trying to talk with it, just carrying it around with me on the subway ride over, I got a ton of looks. Just the expectation that I might be commanding attention with it at some point is enough to keeps all eyes on me, which you know, I'm personally a big fan of. I might consider bringing it with me to a bar at some point.
-The event definitely still makes feel like an old man. The 'No Pants' participants definitely skew on the younger side, and their ability at this point to stand in the cold with no pants (and sometimes apparently, just a sock on the crotch) far surpasses mine. The running (non)gag with everyone who'd been doing this since time immemorial was that "we were all getting too old for this job," "these kids today, don't know nothin' about nothin'" and that inevitably one of us would probably get killed in action just 2 days from retirement. These lines were all said in between various levels of icy breath cursing and hand-in-glove warmth adjusting.
-There's a shift I'm starting to notice with the female participants that I hadn't really thought about before, even though I suppose the writing has always been on the wall. A lot of girls see No Pants like Halloween, in other words, an excuse to dress in what would normally be considered inappropriately slutty and get away with any judgment because of the event. It's kind of brilliant, actually, though as an old-fogey, part of me does want to remind everyone that this event was always meant more to amuse rather than arouse. Of course, the fist waving stops the second I see someone like my very attractive friend Little Jenni:
|Friends have permission to ogle, right?|