Wednesday, October 31, 2007
I was home alone. I got my first trick'o'treaters around 6:45. My neighbors: little Jack and Sarah. Sarah was glass-slipper stage Cinderella. Jack was a monkey. Then a pirate and princess came to my door. But then I turned off the porchlight and took off. I kinda felt like a jerk. I went to the coffeehouse and read. Came home. Walked the dog. Ate clam chowder. Drank a Sam Adams. Watched Papelbon on Letterman. I was feeling Boston-y.