On Friday night, I met up with some friends for the annual Zombie Lurch in downtown Durham. This pic is minus the blood because I had to drive and didn't want to stickify my vehicle, but Jake seemed to like it. A lot.
Then there was Halloween proper. We helped some friends hand out candy at their house because they get a ton of trick or treaters. My friend lured the kids towards the house with her Shakespearean / Nazi-esque accent, while I occasionally let out a scary cackle. Most of the kids graciously accepted our sideshow with good humor. But fortunately, a few of the kids thought our act was a bit tired and perhaps lame. So if we deemed them of appropriate age and guilty of the crime of either greed or rudeness, the scarecrow previously leaning against a tire in the driveway came to life and chased them screaming down the road. Best. Halloween. Ever.
Note to future self: cut up a sheet next year and North can be a mummy. Most frugal and creative costume of the night!