Just about a perfect Halloween night.

I live in an apartment which doesn't get any trick-or-treat traffic, so on Halloween I head over to my brother Boo's house to share in the fun there. Boo has three daughters. This year they morphed into: a 40's movie star, a pickle, and Sponge Bob-ette. Boo and I walked with the girls for the first half-hour or so, while his wife Ruby passed out goodies. (Her parents had stopped by.) When we returned to the house at about 6:45, Sponge Bob-ette had to remorph: her box was getting too hard on her shoulders. So she became something else. We're not sure what. She swathed herself in several velvet articles of clothing and she was good to go.

The night was perfect: in the high 50's, windy, dry leaves rustling and falling throughout the night. A good time was had by all.