Yes, that’s me in a home-made helicopter costume (yes, you can click for a larger version). Yes, that’s Joel next to me (the guy who printed the teeny stickers for these babies).
Yes, of course, it was a dress up party. No, the theme was not look like an idiot (the theme was “what did you want to be when you grew up”. According to my parents, apparently, a helicopter). Yes, we all had fun.
No, you’re not hallucinating because, yes, there’s a young girl flexing her bicep in the background. Yes, K40 represents Kaz’s 40th birthday. Yes, Kaz is Joel’s wife.
Yes, everyone was impressed (especially the super-strong 11 year old girl in the background, and even more so her younger brother). Yes, everyone thought I had too much time on my hands).
Yes, I deliberately decided on wheels instead of skirting bars for landing gear. No, the costume didn’t stay 100% intact during the party, and even less so when the taxi driver squashed into the taxi on the way home.
Yes, the propeller on my head rotated.