Normally, I don’t get too into Halloween.  Yeah, I enjoy carving pumpkins and eating candy but I like knives and I’m fat so neither one of those should come as a big surprise.  I’ve always thought of it as kind of a stupid holiday derived from pagan celebrations for the dead taken over by confectioners and whoever makes costumes with the word “sexy” in them, i.e. “sexy pirate”, “sexy...

On Saturday morning, I had to get up early since I was going to make a quick trip to Colorado to see my grandparents.  As I was laying in bed, trying to convince myself that I could get up at 5:30 on a weekend, my phone rang.  Thanks to the awesome ringtone, I knew that it was Holly calling me on her way home from work.  She had just finished up a 12 hour graveyard shift at the hospital and figured that since I should be up anyways,...