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It’s Hallowe’en. Enjoy, celebrate, do your thing. Get silly, get scary, indulge your inner cosplayer. I don’t advocate vandalism or that sort of thing, but if you’re gonna do that, TP and chalk graffiti don’t do any permanent damage, and it’s supposed to rain late tonight around here anyway.
Me? I’m probably not going to engage in any particular shenanigans; the youngest is going to dress up zombie-style and hand out candy; I’ll probably go for my Monday after-work hike and call it an early night; the gnomes are hammering on the inside of my forehead right now and it’s less than pleasant.
The weekend was a little more pleasant overall. Friday evening we went over to the ‘Kilt for drinks and music, and found ourselves in a bit of a Hallowe’en party. Saturday after taking care of the shopping, we went out to Williamsburg and had a wonderful time catching up with folks and listening to Griff’s Room Band’s reunion show; they guys sounded great, and were pleasant and friendly as always. Sunday I did a cold, early morning 25 mile bike ride starting on the west terminus of the VCT to get the hills in, watched a couple of scary movies, went shopping for last minute school project supplies, and closed things out watching 1922’s Nosferatu with Valentine Wolfe scoring it live over the internets.
The rest of the week was pretty standard; work, life stuff, and a final prep for the Bikes and Beers event ride in RVA on Saturday morning.
Oh, and congrats to the winners in the 2022 Pegasus Awards, in particular, my friend Summer Russell who won for “Best Filk Song.”. I seriously need to make plans to attend OVFF next year – so many great people I don’t get to see all that often.
