Happy Friday. I hope we're all on sugar highs from stealing children's Halloween candy. If anyone gets judgmental, tell them you're doing it to fight children's diabetes.

I had a weird night. I'll tell you about it next week if I haven't blocked the whole thing.

And now, your pictures and distractions.

After several days of [whining] "I'm too old for Halloween! I'm not dressing up!" Kurt spent an inordinate amount of time making this happen.

And with great effort, I fit into Bob's disturbingly small 1972 Navy clothes. Trick-or-treating was AWESOME this year.

Then we ran into Jolyn at a party. She was, you didn't guess it, "Catty Potter."

Here's a picture of O2 this morning. He used to be about four times this size.

I saw North America in the clouds in central Utah last weekend!

*****Stranger Picture of the Week

From Jandy, taken in California. In Palau this would have just said, "Open sometimes. Uh-oi. It's hot."

Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing:

Freaky talking porcupine. THIS IS WHY I HATE ANIMALS. Thanks, Magan.

Why you should have kids. Thanks, Francie.

A Halloween-appropriate dating site. Thanks, Garrett.

My soul-mate. Thanks, Brittany.

This could almost get me to stop eating cheese. Unless it was made from Paul Simon.  Thanks Juni.

And some Onion for you. Thanks, Brad.

~It Just Gets Stranger