>I was a deviled egg for Halloween. Dave was a capitalist pig. It was well into the evening before we realized we were bacon and eggs. Well into an evening during which I threatened to egg my neighbor’s house via txt message. That is to say, I threatened him via txt, not that I tried to egg him via txt. Is anyone starting to think they’d prefer the Halloween picture instead of the 1,000 words? Too bad, I broke my camera. Sob.
I do have some pictures from before the incident, but I am way too lazy to cross the room and get the camera and the wire thingy. But don’t worry, it’s November! And I plan to blog at least once a day this month. And that often means many days with just a picture and a quick note.