I think Sam makes a great Dwight K. Schrute from The Office:
And, then there’s his side-kick, iPod Touch:
Ready to head out (but not together, of course):
Sam and his posse:
Jim, Dwight & Andy (Yes, my son is short. Or his friends are giants):
Emma and her crew:
M&M, iPod & TV:
Meanwhile, my best friend and confidant, Dean Karnazes, dressed as Phidippides (first marathoner) for the 2,500 anniversary of the marathon. He had told me he was going to do this when he and I ran together (name dropping). He said that he would honor the anniversary by dressing up and eating what Phidippides would have eaten (fruits, nuts, berries), and no doubt pooping them out (he didn’t say this, but I thought it). I wish he would’ve come trick or treating at my door. Goodness. I am speechless. Those legs. Seriously.:
In case you were wondering, I dressed as a depressed runner with a hip stress fracture who eats a lot of candy, drinks a lot of wine and sulks (unpictured).
Pouting,
SUAR
