I've decided not to do a person today, as it is Halloween and too much is going on.

It was actually a pretty laidback All Hallows Eve here, and not very spooky either. We had very few trick-or-treaters; it's just too cold. However, it was supposed to snow, but the fortunate chillun were spared.

All in all, a good day. I got to swear at a museum. I also got to buy myself a pair of argyle kneesocks. Always a lovely thing to have.

Cal and Jess came over, and we had Stuffed Crust pizza and played Trivial Pursuit with a fifteen-year-old set of cards. Apparently in the late eighties people still remembered obscure (and some not-so-obscure) fifties' tv shows. For the record, I did know that the Beav had the top bunk in the first seasons of Leave it to Beaver. I have vivid memories of watching it on Nick-at-Nite when I was a little kid, and Beaver would always lean over the edge of the bed; "Wally, I got a problem..."

My dad and brother then joined us for a couple of games of Cranium. Cranium is the most fun when you get to heckle; most of the game consisted of teams screaming at each other, "You suck! How are your teammates ever supposed to figure out what that's supposed to be? You suck so much! No one likes you! You'll never amount to anything! You are not worthy of love!" My dad and I were the designated spellers for each team, and whenever we were trying to spell, members of the other team would shout, "A! G! 62! Dollar sign! Asterisk! Tilde!" I think I have kind of an odd family.

Jess, Cal, and I also all listened to Harry Belafonte. Much dancing ensued (at least on my part). Yeah, we're weird.

I will admit, though, that I'm rather fond of our version of Halloween.