All Hallow's Eve and the jack is shining, shining, shining your way to your final home....

Lovely gripe-about-work/planning-the-move dinner with a friend at An Beal Bocht last night (Irish comfort food and microbrew FTW), followed by relatively early-to-bed. That means I should be wildly productive today, right?

Yeah, right.  But there are some things that have deadlines today, so we'll get to that.  Appropriate, no, having a deadline today....?  (perhaps more appropriate tomorrow, but: Saturday)

And - knowing that we don't get trick-or-treaters in this building - I have not bought any candy. This was probably wise. Not much fun, but wise.

If anyone has any leftover Butterfingers or KitKats tomorrow, I promise to give 'em a good home....

(fess up: what's your "I swear I bought 'em for the kids!" favorite Halloween candy?)