If you’re a muchkin Halloweener, have fun tonight. If you’re a neighbor handing out stuff, just skip the homemade carmel corn. It cost me $300 bucks at the vet last year. If you’re a Halloween nay-sayer, leaving your lights off and thinking all those heathen children are going to hell, I hope you like egg. And yes, it was me. If you’re a Celtic Reconstructionist off to celebrate the death of another year, honk me some sackbut and throw a druid on the fire for me, will ya?