
Dressed in my pink, punk, troll costume, I made my way to the local Halloween party. I even took a turn as guest celebrity DJ since a few folks recognized me, even in drag.
I cued up a few tunes that I knew would get the party started and dialed in the PA. With the music pumping I led the cr

owd in the Electric Slide and then we all paid tribute to MJ with a rousing rendition of Thriller, complete with choreography. My pink hair was wild and wonderful.

The dancing was exhausting and, boy, did I work up a sincere and monumental thirst.
I headed for the refreshment table to scare up a snack and a cold brew. Sadly, no brew, that will have to wait until the witching hour. But I was delighted to find one of my favorite snacks.

Pretzels! Ummmm, nice and crunchy.