I keep forgetting that our little back corner of the apartment complex doesn’t get kids.
We got — count ’em — TWO kids.
Luckily, I’d only gotten a bulk box of microwave popcorn, figuring that what the kids didn’t get, I could eat. I’ll now be having a late night popcorn snack every night until Christmas, thank you.
However, we did get a chance to have a nice long chat with one of our neighbors, all about ghosts & ghosthunting…
oh yeah, and Ross & Smitty sprung that trap.
:evil evil evil grin:
some folks might remember me griping at one point that I was scared to write the rest of Severed, because I don’t think all the band is gonna survive….well…um….