My roommate is going to be Bob Ross the Happy Painter from PBS. Which I think is awesome, I don't think I can compete with that.

;D I watched him on purpose back in my chicken delivering days- 3:00am to noon 6 days a week, this is how it went

ahh--looks like a tree needs to be here---now lets add a cloud, just a simple white fluffy cloud--and snoooozy away I went. he helped me catch up on my snoozys

As for a costume, last year I taped smarty's candy all over my pants-there for I was a smarty pants.

This year I'll tape a quarter to my back- and I'll be a quarter back ;D

My daughter wants to go as Hannah Montana. She wants me to be her dad, Billy Ray Cyrus. I hope the new, not the old. I don't want a mullett.

More than likely, I'm going as myself.

Whatever era Billy Ray she chooses, just don't break her achy breaky heart. ;D

ahhh, I couldn't help myself there.