tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346047009098746085.post4842763597529720915..comments2023-12-23T13:39:00.687-08:00Comments on Choklit Chanteuse: Confessions of a Small-Town Costume Whore. c h o k l i t .http://www.blogger.com/profile/16574364225587610520noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3346047009098746085.post-79459464942003181772008-02-07T11:04:00.000-08:002008-02-07T11:04:00.000-08:00Aha! I was the first to comment!Despite my shared ...Aha! I was the first to comment!<BR/><BR/>Despite my shared wish for the days of yore and the heady crowds of urban freaks and revelers we used to play with, I always come back to the creative joys of making our own fun times. <BR/><BR/>There's a certain discipline and hard work that goes into thinking for oneself in a world crowded by pre-fab Fun(tm). When the homespun revelry begins though, that's a party like no other as friends come together to plough a new field amidst the age old spirits of craft, wit, and joy of creation. <BR/><BR/>I say upon the highest peak: People! Go forth and rabble rouse in mirth and clad in finery among your neighbors to shock this world from its muddle of hollow-eyed TV stares and mall-bound moribundity! GO!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com