Boo.
It’s Hallowe’en today, innit? At my house, it’s been Hallowe’en all month, with the older young man reminding us daily of his need to fulfil his obligations as a candy-collecting Spiderman. It’s the costume he loves over the candy but he’s still only too glad to add that to the already awesome occasion.
On Sunday last, I toddled my hangover and family over to a kiddie Hallowe’en party at the family-friendly hour of 10:30, whereupon children started filling up on spookily-decorated cupcakes and grown men drank pumpkins in the form of ale. Bless those brewmasters who lend an air of legitimacy to any imbibing occasion. The party was a hit and among the many highlights was Thomas the Tank Engine crouching behind the sofa to fill his tender with something not unlike coal. The cars were fast pulling out of the tunnel and no one in the room could have missed the rising steam signalling what had happened in the boiler before mommy had to take him to get his caboose cleaned pronto. That’s one engine in need of potty TRAINing. Wow, this is A-material, no? Shit like that is plenty funny when it’s someone else’s kid.
The week has been largely uneventful, although I have been hitting the gym and alehouse with equal frequency, cancelling out the bad of one or is it the good of t’other? Some small corner of the world is well balanced through my actions. Please be so considerate in your own efforts.
Tonight will be taken up by shelling out for the little goblins. thehandoftamm will be at his customary perch, posted at the top of my porch with one hand on my wineglass and the other poised over the choco bowl, laughing maniacally and demanding that the children perform some feat in return for a treat. Do not send in any unsavoury editorial speculations as rejoinders to this last statement.
Tomorrow Brolaw B and Señor thehandoftamm and I will be conducting investigations into the various forms of bottled Scottish waters available for consumption and the latest entries in rolled vegetation from Cuba. I shall be smarting once more on Sunday, I would imagine. Provided I am not dead, I will share the results of our research here in excruciating detail.
