Hey all...

I admit, I must really be a big kid at heart.  Not only do I get dressed up in costume to hand out goodies to all of the little ghosts and goblins, but then I get to go out and walk around with some of the neighborhood kiddies too.  What a deal is that?  I noticed that most of the kids were well behaved and greatful when they recieved a treat for their labors.  Although, the ones that T.P.'ed the house across the street might fall into another category all together.  Not growing up in this area, I am still new to some of the local customs.  One...all of the kids must tell a joke at each house when they Trick or Treat.  Two...if there is a kid who is a senior in high school, their house always gets hit by class mates with gobs and gobs of toilet paper.   Just about the only thing that really disturbed me was that most of the little kiddies didn't know who Elvis was.  So, being the "Gost of Elvis" had some challenges all to it's own and being mistaken as "Nacho Libre" happened more than once.  Sigh, where have you gone Elvis....where have you gone?

Silly photos for your viewing pleasure.

Sure, I might look like a side-show freak, but it was fun.

Have a great day!