I'm tricky

In order to avoid owning a bag of candy, I'm actually not "doing"' Halloween this year. At all. This is my day off this week: to buy more bookshelves, to write my last conference paper, to grade, to finish Dracula, and to go to my burlesque/go-go dance class tonight.

So no candy for the kids. If there are indeed kids in my complex. I know there are at least two. They walk their little bulldog puppy, named Violet (how do I know? I hear them screeching VIOLET! at the top of their squeaky lungs when they walk the poor beast on my days off.). Apart from that? I have no idea whether I will be overrun with angry slavering beasties or have a quiet evening. I'm playing the odds here.

Place your odds that I either a.) crack and buy emergency candy so I don't have to give children dried fruit or nuts, b.) turn off my lights and hide in quiet darkness if the doorbell rings, c.) kick in my neighbor's whimsical jack-o-lantern that looks like a witch flying to the moon--it's like a freaking work of art and I can't figure out how this guy did it, or d.) just buy sale candy tomorrow.

Boo in the meantime.

*And the image is what I would wear if JordanBaker and I were ever in the same town for Halloween. I will be Jeannie, and she will be the evil twin sister.