Like the marginal American Christians we are, we and our friends and all our marginally Christian offspring walked house to house in our neighborhood last night, paying tribute to the Prince of Darkness and all his minions.  Apparently we’ll do anything for candy.

We dressed our kids in tribute to their favorite demons of the underworld: Superman, Spiderman, Cheerleader, Bee, Gorilla, Angel etc.  We threatened shut-ins with “tricks” if they didn’t treat us.  And with our baskets full of gluttony we then posed for pictures with each other before sacrificing a small animal in the middle of the cul-de-sac and calling it a night.

I feel so dirty.