I think it's finally over, and none to soon as I am now completely out of everything. I was going to start giving cheese slices if anyone else showed up. Speaking of showing up, my neighbor and old pal Ellen Butterfield (who I once took on a date when we were but teenagers) stopped by and she told me that my (and her) street is the most popular in all the Valley. No wonder I had over a hundred kids here. She also insisted I walk two doors north to see the house there. That house was done up in true Halloween style, with music, and glow in the dark scary things and tombstones and people in costumes - amazing, the hit of the neighborhood. And just up the street from that was another house where they'd set up a big screen TV outside and were showing Van Helsing or something.