[delurking for real after delurking in the Delurking thread]
Having lived in my neighborhood for 13 years now, I've decided it's pointless to buy candy and sit around waiting for the 7 or 8 kids who might show up and might be in costume. So tonight I avoided trick-or-treaters by going to a mall for the evening. And encountered -- trick-or-treaters. Which was really fun, because I got to see tons of adorable children in adorable costumes but didn't have to sit around the house waiting all night. It was win-win.
We're back from tricks or treats. Mildly tiresome during the prep stage as it usually is with Matilda. (Will never forget the year she rejected JZ's handmade costume as we were ready to go out the door.) But once we got out there we did okay and she enjoyed the spectacle of Belvedere Street.
Matilda - the Agile Rainbow Cat.
Up close, blurry and somewhat uncanny.
trojan orbits
Here are a couple of Wikipedia entries:
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And here is a nice little Sky&Telescope article about 2010 TK7, which is "tied" to Earth's preceding Lagrange point: [link]
Thumbs-up for real delurking!
Matilda is adorable.
I'm going to watch Castle and then sleep.
Hubby managed to chat with an about-11-year-old who said they'd been told to just go to houses of people they know well. Hubby said, 'but how are you supposed to meet new people that way?" Girl's dad was not far away on the sidewalk. She seemed intrigued by that logic. He went on to say that Halloween is the night to talk to people you might not talk to otherwise, and to your grandparents and other spirits that might be nearby. Go, Hubby, with the "No, I'm not weird and to be avoided" thing,
But the girl only looked puzzled and said, "You're different." "But I'm differently different," Hubby replied. So more is added to the Mystery of the Guy on the Corner.
My sister rejected her own costume on ou way out the door Saturday night. Ended up wearing the dog's. True story.
I would have loved to talk to your husband back when I was a kid. But then, I just wanted candy and I was indiscriminate about which houses I went to.
My condo association does an annual haunted house for the neighborhood. This year's theme was a hospital for the criminally insane. I got to be a doctor cackling maniacally and holding up dripping intestines. And when the "director" said that hospital did cutting edge research, I got to hold up a bloody knife and screech "Yes, we are CUTTING EDGE!" with more cackling. So fun!
I'm glad to hear that story after the unmember one. Depressing.
Eta: I meant Connie's DH's second encounter, but I guess unmembering could also apply to Vortex. In the after-hours version anyway.
