Ted, Ted, Ted

Lilly was a dog for Halloween this year. Her school has the nice tradition of a Halloween parade around the playground.

Later that evening we walked at least four miles, starting at Kristin and Mark’s place near Guerrero, wending our way up into Bernal Heights and then back over to Glen Park. Our kids are in that Halloween sweet spot, age-wise: old enough to walk more than a few blocks, young enough to want to. We live in a pretty hilly part of town now, so it was a workout.

Hear hear.

Here’s a sane and fair-minded account of why the people who write our entertainment (without whom, of course, there would be no entertainment) started withholding their labor power this week. (Note for comics fans, such as Laura: the speaker, Brian Vaughan, did some of the writing on Runaways, our current favorite Marvel series.)

This fight has nothing to do with software writers like me, as far as I can tell, but if I see a picket line around here I’ll enthusiastically not cross it.