It is almost time for spook time. We do not receive any trick or treaters on the mountain side, I keep hoping. I buy candy and bag it up (about 10 bags), no one ever comes down the driveway. I loved dressing up for Halloween - where I grew up - the temperature was not accomodating to trick or treaters, hence - you dressed warm.
As a teenager, with Halloween - I remember one time - my girlfriends and I bought some eggs. We stood near the highway and egged up every vehicle that went by. Ah, but what goes around comes around.
One time, I was not quick enough to climb the fence after we had egged up a vehicle, the woman, stopped and ran after me. She grabbed me from 3' up on to the fence. She said, clean my fn car off - I will let you go. I did, she sent me off and running - like Lesley Gore! :)
Last night I had a delightful dream. I dreamed of John Prine. He was giving me his autograph. My Mom was with me. Mr. Prine had to leave quick, seemed like he wanted a disguise - so my Mom pulled out a gray haired wig...John put it on and away he went. End of dream. The autograph of John Prine was on something that was blue and white, I cannot quite remember. I remember placing it in my pocket, on the left.
...I leaned of my left leg in the parking lot dirt...
...you must be Daddy's little pumpkin, I can tell by the way you roll...
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