Happy Halloween Eve!

Or happy eve of the eve of the day of the dead. This is the time when the worlds of the living and the dead are only a thin skin apart, and anything might burst through! Just scaring you. But if you are worried, set out a few plates of food and drink for the dead and they'll leave you alone.

This is also a good time to spend a minute or two in saying thanks to all those you loved who have gone before. I'm thinking of my dog Fang who died some years ago. She taught me everything I need about napping and how to bite the Achilles tendons of nasty people, and I miss her very much. I left her ashes at the root of a tree near the fields where she liked to run and play, and ever since her death that place has sprouted wonderful wild flowers through three seasons. I sometimes imagine her with white angel wings biting the ankles of saints. She's having fun.

If you want to read more serious politics today, check out the American Street. I post there on Saturdays, but on other days they have a long string of celebrity posters.