October 31, 2002
It’s Halloween and my staff always makes a big deal about dressing up. I hate this, but this morning my son emailed us saying he is going to a party tonight as an old school rapper-gangster. That did it: Kathy went into T’s room and brought out a pair of his old baggy pants, a hockey sweatshirt and a ski mask and before I was even out of bed, I became “Run BM Boze.” It’s the new me.

“Only the mediocre are always at their best.”
—Homer Simpson