So… Last night was Halloween… That is cool, but the kids are not. Being the first year I’ve actually lived out on my own (college doesn’t count, kids know better than to ask for candy there… the brave ones usually get beers instead) so I decided I’d break out the plastic and buy some candy for the buggers. I really didn’t want to be <em>that</em> neighbor, I used to hate <em>that</em> neighbor.<br/><br/>so busted ankle and all, I hobble over to Safeway, pick up 3 bags of $6 candy, head home, pour it in to a decent rubbermaid-type bowl, and leave it out of the step (I’m in no mood to answer the door in my crippled state). I am now a good neighbor.<br/><br/>Around 7pm I head outside to check to see if we had any takers, and sure enough we had <em>a</em> taker. It is all gone, bowl included. F’ing rat bastards, I’m angry… ARRRRR!