Driving past a vast cemetery on the west side of Chicago yesterday, Scout noticed that some of the grave markers were tall.
"Dad, were those people bigger than everybody else?"
A true Halloween horror story
My sister Susan lives in a nice subdivision in Boulder, Colo., and she reports that several of the many dozens of trick-or-treaters who showed up were talking on their cell phones as they held out their bag for candy. (Yes, she demanded they get off the phone and say the words, "Trick or treat.")
From zero to misty
It's beautiful in Chicago lately, and so I rode my motorcycle to see Where the Wild Things Are; my wife and kid took the car.
Cristie reported that Scout cried all the way home in the car.
Which would have alarmed me, I guess, had I not cried all the way home on the motorcycle.