Saturday night here was beautiful, moonlit, and perfectly crisp.  But this particular October 31st was unsettling.  Most Halloween nights our family attends a fall festival at our church.  (It’s sort of the opposite as when people hold a “holiday parade” because they don’t want to admit it’s Christmas).  This year our fall festival was the night before Halloween, so for the first time in years I was home on Halloween night.  I think the long absence caused me to lose touch with societal traditions.

There I was sitting at home, minding my own business.  Suddenly I was accosted by a parade of colorful characters.  They just showed up uninvited.  They hid behind masks to obscure their true personalities.  Some were funny and some were scary.  While entertaining for a few minutes, they quickly wore out their welcome when they demanded more and more of my possessions.  They seemed to think they were so special I should just be delighted to hand over everything I have.  It was all really rather distasteful.

So I quickly switched from C-Span back to football.