no costume, no jack-o-lantern (for the first time ever in my life), no party, no trick or treaters, no events... only a pile of cabbage rolls I made to get rid of some of the masses that are still chugging away in my garden

Actually what I did was teach an evening class, which I let out early so they could go have fun while I went to the Y and worked out. By the way, I'm discovering that a dive class will probably be out of the realm of possibilities for December... my back has been in self-destruct mode and when I went to do laps the last time, I got these massive nerve tweaks that stopped me in my tracks. I had to doggy-paddle to the side and leave after about six or seven laps. Ridiculous. But I'm slowing it down, and still working out... maybe I can't dive, but I sure as shit am going to snorkel.

Anyhow, it was quiet at the Y at nine on Halloween night, and I listened to Nortec Collective, which I pretty much love. And then all night long, I kept waking up with this song running through my mind and dreams of worlds with banned babies and floating cameras.

Maybe I'll carve my pumpkin this weekend?