Okay--I'm uncool. Who's Galacticus?
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Galactus, I believe. Marvel Comics, Eater of Worlds, creator of the Silver Surfer.
We always have at least 50 kids. I get cranky about the teens without costumes who want candy, too. My rule is porch light goes out at 8. Since I have parent conferences pretty much nonstop from 7:30 to 5:00 tomorrow, I'm going to bed shortly.
I got wiped out of candy in less than 90 minutes and easily should have tripled my candy purchases. I was worried I was going to have a lot left. Clearly I underestimated Halloween here.
Gosh, the little ones were adorable. And, actually, most of the big ones too. Almost everyone costumed too. Many Iron Men. Many zombies. And the tiniest Batman I've even seen.
First girls told me I should paint Puppycat black because she was sitting in the window by the door when they walked up.
I was shocked at how many of the groups were being chaperoned by the dads. That was nice to see. Involved parenting and stuff. Or looking for chocolate.
We always have around 200 trick-or-treaters. This year we gave out little glow sticks, which went over very well. We closed up at 8:30 and put up a "We are all out. See you next year!" sign. It was a very nice Halloween-lots of cute little ones and not too many annoying teens. One thing, I don't recall parents wearing costumes when I was young, but most of the parents accompanying their kids were in costume tonight. Is this an L.A. Thing or a 2012 thing?
I would say that about half the parents I saw tonight were dressed up.
The nice thing about tonight was that once I turned off the porch light, no one else came.
I don't recall any dressed up parents though.
So, I'm watching next week's Scandal while waiting for the Aleve to kick in (for some reason I decided to put on my bedskirt at 1AM and it didn't go well) and they're doing that tired old trope of trying to get diplomatic immunity revoked. In real life, that shit does not happen. The diplomat gets quietly PNGed and goes back to their country. Which is what happened in this case but with a lot more hoopla.
What's PNG?
Papua New Guinea?