Walking to Beth's to commence being way too excited about Halloween.
Ran into Jen on the way, she was biking around wearing her ghost costume making noises at people.
There's randomly fresh raspberry buttermilk cake at Beth's. Of course.
Everyone in the city was in costume it seemed, yeah Portland! None of the costumes were good, boo. Way to care more about having fun than obsessively crafting a costume like a crazy person PORTLAND. PFFT.
Jen and I walked a few blocks down to check out the giant (expensive) Halloween party in the warehouse-y area. We didn't want to go in, but we did stand for a long time in this narrow space behind the outdoor stage and listen to the bass.
(Technically I was a rabbit, and Jen was a ghost, but Jen says we really went as "bad at Halloween". Success.)