Basket Trick's

Halloween has been attached to many stigma's throughout the century's.  Back in Celtic times what we celebrate now was a form of literally exorcising the demons.  They would used carved turnips instead of carved pumpkins-and the conventional idea of trick or treating was a long way coming.

Ah, how times have changed.  Now we equate Halloween to a night of up and downs-with the looming concern of "will these spoiled, snotty, video game age children appreciate the candy I'm offering them?  Or will they scoff at my milk duds?"  What a difference from the time when in the thirties and forties kids went around begging for food on Thanksgiving.  

In recent years I have begun rocking the basket out-side the front door maneuver during the work day to let those cute little pumpkin babies have something to trick or treat for.  As the day progressed the basket remained out-straight into the time when the tricks begin.  

What do you think happened?  The basket got stolen.  So-what can we say about this?  Don't leave a basket out-side, don't ask nere do well teenagers to stop spray painting your front sidewalk.  How have we let the new generation feel so entitled to whatever they please?  

I sound like I'm eighty spouting this rhetoric.  Maybe I am.  That would account for the leg cramps and the fact I always want people to finish their vegetables.

Fake Blogging

I have been fake blogging for a long hot second now.

By fake blogging I mean blogging on blog's that are not mine.  I would like to equate it to a form of couch surfing web-wide.  I've reached the level of "but why?" Why waste my words on a territory that I cannot claim.  After viewing yet another in a long line of friends blogs I have made the leap out into the blog universe.  

Here I am.