Smell my feet, give me something good to eat.

Tonight I was grateful for the three lone (#300) Trick-or-treaters that came to my door. I guess it doesn't help living in a student dominated neighborhood. I really love having kids come to the door and handing out candy. To me that is the best part of Halloween. I don't get really into costumes or scary stuff, but I do love having kids come decked out in their costumes. It reminds me of the good old days, knocking doors in Thornton. I hope those kids enjoyed their treats, and that more come around next year.