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Halloween

By: Scott
Five observations from last night's Halloween in the new casa (that's "home" for those who don't "habla espanol.")  Note: I will not be living in said house until the 19th.

1)  If you are 45, not in costume, and without children by your side, I'm not giving you candy.  Unless you look like you might steal my car if I don't hand over a Hershey Bar.  That guy gets whatever he wants.

2)  I've noticed an unfortunate trend in parents shuttling their kids from house to house in their cars.  God forbid kids actually get exercise on their way to piles of sugar and chocolate.  Which is why next year, I'm putting the candy bowl on an RC car and leading a neighborhood "Run for Reece's."  I'll assume the check's in the mail, Michelle Obama, for my Health Initiative.

3)  Come November 19, I live in a predominantly Hispanic neighborhood.  This makes Halloween awesome, partly because of the flood of kids (we had nearly 400 by my count), but also because the music blaring from the porches around us puts me in a Margarita mood.  It's one of my top-5 favorite moods.

4)  Attention teenagers:  I speak on behalf of every candy-hander-outer when I say, "TRY!"  Please, just try to wear something that looks like a halloween costume, and I won't have to give you a Charleston Chew (yes, I have lame candy for lame teenagers).  And no, Aeropostale t-shirts and entitled attitudes do not count.

5)  I had to go to Tom Thumb to get reserve candy about halfway through the night, and let me just say, driving through the neighborhood was the single most stressful ten minutes of my life.  Whatever happened to "look both ways before you cross the street"?  When did it turn into "dart across the unlit road in your head-to-toe, pitch-black, 'undertaker' costume"?  All I know is, I don't think I hit a child, but I just can't be certain.

So all in all, Halloween was a success!
Jack-O-Lantern done right.


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