For all that I literally lived on the second (third?) floor of a hotel for three months, and have done my fair share of traveling, and, hello, Vegas?  I have never actually heard elevator music ( Read more... )

This is how little bearing this particular holiday has on me - every time the doorbell rings, I'm baffled as to why random people are at our door after dark, and it's not until I see the bowl of candy sitting by the door that I remember "Oh!  It's Halloween!  They're trick-or-treaters!"

In other, somewhat unrelated news, yay go Saints!