Halloween shenanigans

Well, our Halloween was successful. And by successful, I mean we didn't get any eggs thrown at our house, toilet paper in our trees, or flaming bags of poo left on our porch. It's the little things that you appreciate. We had quite a few trick-or-treaters, who were on the most part delighted that we were handing out mini-tins of play-dough instead of candy. Even the older teenagers who were going door-to-door were excited about it. It was just our way of doing something about the obesity problem here in the U.S. (And if the kids are desparate, Play-Dough IS non-toxic...)

Evidently we had a better Halloween than some kids in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, though. I read a story in this morning's paper about some teenagers who were at a party that decided to go doorbell ditching. Making their rounds, they saw a house under construction and decided to slip into the basement because they thought it would be scary--(I'm assuming because of all the building code violations). Anyway, they saw something hanging from the ceiling--and what do you do when you see some random thing hanging from the ceiling? They shot it with a BB gun, then poked it with a stick (the classic method of fact-finding), only to discover it was A DEAD BODY!!! hanging there! They all ran out and back to the party, where their story met with incredulity. Which I have to say, would have been my response, too. I mean, come on! That's a little too convenient that there would be an ACTUAL dead body on Halloween! When they finally convinced some of the other party-goers to come back with them, they entered the house only to find an old man wielding a machete who came after them. It was the owner of the property, there after seeing the trespassing teenagers. He didn't get caught and upon being arrested mutter, "I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you meddling kids." No, upon investigation, it was discovered that the body was someone who had committed suicide not long before the teenagers found him. The old guy decided not to press charges on the kids because they'd gone through enough. I'll say--that sounds like the plot of a bad horror flick... only with property developers! (The most frightening thing I can imagine!) So look for the movie next year, "Housing Development Horror."