I went for a little jog this evening and noticed
a crap load of kids walking around in costumes. I am curious as to why that is? I was going to go to the store and buy candy just in case, but I
realized they probably prefer meatballs, pizza, and things of that nature. So if they do come around trick or treating, I will
be empty-handed. And if it is Italian Halloween, you know what that means: No treat equals a trick. For
American kids this doesn't bother me-worst-case scenario, you find your place covered in Toilet
Paper. But now I fear finding a bomb under my car or some 5-year-old Italian girl waiting in the ally for me holding a baseball bat. I guess those would be some funny tricks though.
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- Josh Waitzkin: The Art of Learning
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Carnivale, numb-nuts.
Posted by: Mark Horn | February 05, 2008 at 11:26 AM
Mari was doing a favor for our housekeeper yesterday. Her kid apparently likes Sprite, so she went to the support site and picked up a couple of 12-packs for him, and by the time she got home, the housekeeper had finished up and gone home. So Mari called and said she'd bring the sprite to the housekeepers house, and she went out. While out, her car was pelted with rocks and eggs by kids. Fortunately it's all in the name of Jesus, (Carnivale being associated with Lent) so it's ok.
Mari doesn't blog much, but you can read her account here: http://barisaxy.joeuser.com/
Posted by: Steve | February 05, 2008 at 09:19 PM