Yeah you, what are you gonna be on Saturday? You better have an idea by now as you don’t have much time left. By tomorrow, there will be no supplies left for witches or mummies, and nurses and devils will be hurting too.

Creative costumes and easy ones will be all that’s left. You could wear all black and cover yourself with those marshmallow peeps and be a chick magnet. You could wear dark glasses and carry a cane, and copy my greatest costume ever – a blind man. Wow, I squeezed a lot of Charmin that night.

So Saturday night, what are you gonna be?

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Wayan Vota

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”