Two blocks down the street from my house. This guy goes all out, grows every year, around 500 kids show up.
Closer to home my dog Pitty, was a Dick Tracy private eye detective two years ago for Trick or Treat, last year she was just the little debil girl. This year she worked all day on her "dave' costume and was chased away by every neighbor, whatz up with that?
On the reality side of life, my head cold has my head feeling like a Mac Truck ran over it, backed up and did it again.
I am hoping for some zippity do tomorrow and bang out a late afternoon century, cause I need 13 more. Will have to see. Sometimes you can put your ride in the 'grind mode' and just put your head down and pedal, steady pace, nothing fast, and get the job done. I hope anyways.