Brooklyn Heights Halloween

All Saints' Eve is a very big deal in the Heights. People come from all over Brooklyn, even from other boroughs, to let their kids trick-or-treat here. Below are some scenes from last night's festivities.

Big kitty on Grace Court Alley.

Chef Martha hands out the goodies on Hicks Street.

A family offers bounty on Garden Place.

Skeleton on the stoop, Garden Place.

The firehouse provides candy and a chance to sit behind the wheel.

Not my long-promised Second Amendment post.

The HK-47 is the Hello Kitty version of the AK-47. For more details, go to Glamguns, where you can also shop for Lady Di handguns, Martha Stewart claymore mines, and more.

Thanks to Lauren Messiah, a blogger on AOL's StyleDash, for bringing this to my attention.

Hello, Daly City, CA.

You're my 1,000th visitor for the month of October. This is the first month that I've reached the 1K visits mark. Thanks.

Double your pleasure; double your fun!

The Red Sox have won. That doubles the number of their championships in the twenty-first century, and rates a double Li'l Macduff.

As an update to my last post, Twiff (Li'l Macduff's dad) rises to the bait I plunked in front of him and says the only good thing about pitchers batting is getting to see them run with their jackets on. I agree, it's amusing. But I've stated one aesthetic reason for hating the DH rule. I'll now advance another: symmetry. Every player should contribute to both offense and defense.

Li'l Macduff keeps smiling.

OK, daddy Twiff. Tell me you still think it's stupid for pitchers to bat. Dice-K proves that even AL hurlers can get that oh-so-important hit.

Ellsbury and Pedroia continue to amaze.

Please, don't anybody mention the 2004 ALCS as precedent for a comeback from an 0-3 deficit.