31 October 2008


The son, dressed as the Master Chief, is standing outside the front door with the candy basket, scaring the bejesus out of all the kids who come to the door. The adults are loving it. The son is having the time of his life.

The daughter, dressed in camo, is running about the neighborhood collecting candy, while her father chaperones her, collecting beer and Milk Duds. That's our 'hood. Even the parents get treats.

I've got the pumpkin seeds, gleaned from the three pumpkins the kids and I carved this afternoon, roasting in the oven.

This afternoon, Milton met the iron cats that have been our Halloween decorations for years. He ran at them, hissing furiously, and then suddenly realized they might not be the threat he thought. He had to regroup and decide which one he was going to kill first.

It's a lovely evening and the street is filled with screaming ghouls.

Happy Halloween.

Go listen to some good music: "Ghostbusters" from the album Greatest Hits by Ray Parker Jr..

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