How should I dress for Halloween?

My Halloween costumes have always been bizarre, since I have a lush imagination and little awareness of of the approach of Halloween. Usually, what happens is that I wake up on the morning of the thirtieth and go about my business as normal until some alarming sign reminds me what day it is. Then I scramble to improvise. Once I walked through the University of Oregon campus picking fliers off the ground and taping them to myself: The Human Bulletin Board. Another time I cut air holes in a trash bag and put it over my head, securing it to my neck with a belt: recent suicide. But probably my favorite is one that I came up with in tenth grade, when I had to improvise a costume with five minutes to go before school. The result: an impressionist vision of a highway patrolman, pictured below (I'm the one in the white shirt).


So to answer the question in the title: I'm trying not to think about it.