Halloween is over; at least the ‘trick-or-treat” part; there’s no telling what adolescent boys might be doing for the rest of the evening. Hopefully whatever it is, it won’t involve eggs, pumpkins, poop or fire. I’m now sitting my the fireplace, warming up with a drink and for the first time in two days have time to get down my thoughts on this night of legal extortion. But I don’t feel like writing that, so maybe it’ll have to wait till next year.
From newspaper reports, it appears that St. Louis has beat out Detroit again. This time, the river city is designated the most dangerous city in the country. Detroit is number two. I wouldn’t want to live in either one.
Tomorrow night, my colleague from India will be helping a group of us prepare food for 80 or so people. I’m looking forward to learning his “herb and spices” secrets. Tonight, someone lent him a superman outfit to wear trick-or-treating. He’s pretty interested in this unique American holiday. My daughter’s outfit was the Statue of Liberty. I didn’t wear anything special except to put on my Stetson for the first time this season (it’s white and is easy to see and I only wear it in winter).
I'm tired and ready for bed.