As I left work last night I could hear the helicopters already circling the skies overhead. It wasn't all that unexpected, given the day and the fact that thanks to the ending of Daylight Savings Time I'm now leaving work much closer to dusk than I was only last week.
The local campus newspaper reported that there were somewhere around 60,000 people on the streets just a few blocks from the Press last night. This year apparently passed relatively quietly, with only a small number of arrests and no major problems.
My night ended up being far less crowded. Maggie, The Cat Who Knows No Fear, was continually annoyed by my getting up to answer the doorbell for Trick-or-Treaters and finally left the room entirely. SamSam, one of the outdoor cats who has chosen to live with us, stayed on the front porch and enjoyed those times when I just sat out there, waiting for the next round of costumed kids to come down the walk.
We have the first of two three-day shows this coming weekend. We'll be leaving out tomorrow afternoon (early, hopefully) and driving the 2+ hours North to Richmond where we'll spend the late afternoon and early evening setting up our booth for the next three days. Friday will be about a 14-hour day, broken only by naps and a trip or two out to my favorite grocery store in Richmond, Ukrops, for some lunch and dinner to bring back to the booth.
This past weekend and all week long it's been Bangle Mania Time Again. Tonight it's Bangle Polishing Mania Time Again.
Maggie will be less than happy. Polishing involves standing over a set of polishing wheels and a sink with no time at all for me to sit down and provide a warm lap for her to fall asleep in for the rest of the night.