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Trick-or-Treat kinda blew. The temperature dropped quickly around 7:00, and the already small neighborhood child population scurried inside. We've still got two or three pounds of Fun Size left.

Wait. That's not bad. Never mind.

Will the Lawn Guy and his wife brought over their baby, Griffin. All the other H'ween babies were peapods, pumpkins, chili peppers, etc. You know, the Anne Geddes thing.* Griffin was a squid. With big stuffed tentacles and a pointy spotted head. You'd try to pick him up and get a fake limb instead of a real one. He looked like mutated Y2K Stewie.

I tried to teach him to say "Victory is mine," but he wasn't having it.

ETA:

Here is the costume. But Griffin's had feetsies.

_{*Note to Bonita: "ANNE GEDDES SERIOUSLY STARTING TO LOSE HER SHIT."}

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That's it. My firstborn is so going to be a squid for Halloween.

Or maybe I'll just dress him up as a squid ALL THE TIME. But then he'd probably grow up plotting to kill me.

It would totally be worth it.

We got exactly 23 kiddies, which I know because we handed out glow-in-the-dark wristbands and we had exactly 23 of them to give. They were even more popular than the candy was. I love hearing kids yell, "Lookit! Lookit!" when they get a bracelet and want to show it to their mom.

For some reason, we got a lot of Dorothys at the door, complete with gingham dresses and shiny red shoes (so, movie Dorothy, not book Dorothy, as her shoes were silver.)

Glow-in-the-dark stuff is awesome for Halloween!

Alas, we have learned the hard way never to buy anything we can't eat ourselves. We've had more than one year with no children at all, and another when the Horrible Ice 'n Thundersnow Storm did for both Halloween and most of the city's trees. And the power. And cable television. *twitch*

Shyeah, dude, I *always* buy the good shit that I like. I know I'm gonna be eating it. Not to mention, too many childhood Trick or Treats full of that horrible pink and black taffy will scar you.

Oh, dear God. What the hell was that stuff? And those 'peanut butter' chews in the black and orange wrappers!

This year's most pointless candy turned out to be Fun Size Junior Caramels. Normally an excellent candy (good for the movies or with coffee), the Fun Size box contains a maximum of four pieces. If Fun Size m&m's had only four pieces, there would be rioting. So bogus. So very, very bogus.

They named their kid Griffin? What a cool name!

I knew a couple with a kid named Morrigan. They were kind of horrified when I mentioned the whole "goddess of death" thing... they thought they'd invented the name. Y'know, google can solve so many problems.

"...and these are the twins, Ishtar and Baal."

There's a Griffin in my son's class.

(My son's name is Fox, btw.)

*Note to Bonita: "ANNE GEDDES SERIOUSLY STARTING TO LOSE HER SHIT."

*snicker* I kinda knew that. Personally, I'd like to see her pose all those babies in peapods and other vegitable like costumes in a soup pot....complete with a lit burner underneath.

And for something completely different, check out

fsmism for Halloween appearances of his Noodlyness.

I'm gonna have to remember that if I should decide to spawn at some point.

*emits glass-shattering squeeeeee*

Squid kids!

*dies*

So cute! Where do the pictures come from?

eBay. The cause of, and solution to, all life's problems.

It seems like nobody had a good crop of trick-or-treaters this year. I have a bowful of Laffy Taffy just *sitting* here waiting to be eaten, and my teeth aren't up to the challenge. I'm afraid I'll lose fillings eating that stuff.

Ew.

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