David Reamer's Blog - Posts Tagged "writing"

We went trick-or-treating, of course, and my son got a ton of candy, of course. He just came in to kiss me goodnight and farted three times, interestingly the farts smelled like pumpkin, which reminds me that we carved the coolest spider pumpkin. I'll try to get a picture posted tomorrow. The other parents were nice. I tried making friends with one dad using as a topic of conversation an especially impressive tree right in front of us in the yard of one more generous neighbor filling my son's orange bag with lumps of sugar. It really was a wonderful, big, easy-to-climb and build-a-treehouse-in sort of tree. Possibly the most impressive tree I've ever witnessed outside of California's Redwood Forest and Mr. Miyagi's garden. Not a word of response. Whatevs. Why would I want to be friends with a guy who hates trees so much anyway?