I should like to point out that the renameable der Brucer (renamed here as GeordieMc) does not resemble Mr. Stryker. The photograph included with his personal data is the accurate representation of his presentation. He does, indeed, look like a Lego Munchkin.
Strange light here in the Los Angeles area today, due to the San Bernardino wildfires. Everything is cast in an orangy twilight, which is pretty but for all the wrong reasons.
As for Holloween, I do not care for the holiday at all. Rather, I do not care for the tyranny of those who insist that everyone must wear a costume. Every year at work, someone would hear that I do not enjoy wearing costumes and would shreik at me "But you HAVE to wear a costume!" "I most certainly do not," I would reply, "There's no have to involved." "But you HAVE to wear a costume!" the shreiker would repeat, in a voice that would embarrass Fran Drescher. At that point my replies would become quite unprintable and imaginative, making the shreiker cringe and retreat, seeking a supervisor who could make me bow to the shreiker's demands. Said supervisor, having been through the routine the year before, would say "Tut, tut," and kindly tell the shreiker to pound sand.
I do not mind wearing a tuxedo on New Year's Eve, but I will not wear a costume on Halloween.
