Tonight we decided to check out the Village Halloween Parade. The best costumes were these things that looked like hairy munchkins, and one brave soul was marching dressed as Johnny Damon, with long dirty hair and a Red Sox uniform. So of course us New Englanders errupted into cheers and were shouting "Johnny!" which was immediately met with someone shouting "Red Sox suck!" or some other really original insult.

Our pre-parade festivities took place at Tortilla Flats. Turns out we showed up on trivia night, and I won a stupid Captain Morgan keychain by answering a question of which the answer was Green Day...but I can't remember the question and neither can anyone else I was with! And that's not all: after we paid the bill our waitress brough over shots of tequila on the house! I'm not really sure what we did to merit such a gift; perhaps it was just some good Halloween cheer.