Happy Halloween!

Meatball Stroganoff in the slow cooker, pot roast in the oven.  Gotta get the pumpkins out and the Giant Double-Boiler Pot of Candy; the kids are home, but they shouldn’t be in their costumes for at least another four, five hours. And the downstairs could use some cleaning.  I’ll let my wife worry about the fog machine, which she finally convinced herself she deserved after all*.

But first, another cup of coffee.

Moe Lane

*Don’t look at me: I’m not about to tell my wife she doesn’t deserve a fog machine. Of course she deserves a fog machine. I mean, really.