Allow Me To Present...

...the Lady of the Manor...and the better half of your hosts for All Hallows E'en...

I'ts not easy looking that good...it's a process...

...a little bit of this...a little o' that...and finally...voila!

...the lovely Mrs. Bones and a couple of her devoted fans...

And in spite of the frigid, nasty weather, there were still frozen little trick or treaters who braved the elements...so we flew the Jolly Roger...

...signaling we were open for business...

...and eventually 42 of the hardy adventurers straggled in a few at a time...

...lured by the lights...

...and beckoned by Big Frank, past the graveyard ghosts...

...through the haunted hallway...

...and into the walk of fear...

...ok, so not all that scary, but the kids seemed to enjoy the sights and sounds...

this guy sings "The Monster Mash"...

our haunted urn...he's got a message for you, and it ain't "your pizza's ready"...

"hey!"  "I see you!"  "where you going?"

besides a dazzling hair-do she has a lovely singing voice...

must be a millennial skeleton...spends all his time staring at his reflection...

the always popular Mr. Bolts taking a break from his duties as Founder and Driving Force behind the Atomic Monster Cafe...

your excitable hosts, ready to serve you...

A good, if extra chilly, time was had by all...now all that's left is the clean up...

...my achin' back...

I do believe hickory golf...

...has ended for the year, washed away by the excessive rain and unseasonable cold we're experiencing.

those elongated white streaks you see are raindrops turning into snow...

Naturally I'm so happy about this I could spit...

that's me when I was a working cowboy...I'm better looking but not as happy now that I'm an IT professional...I miss gettin' along with those little dogies...

...but I won't because spitting is a nasty habit...

Since there's no escaping the fact it's now November...

...it's time to focus on that forgotten holiday, Thanksgiving.

Not sure why it always gets such short shrift, but it's probably a combination of our wondrous ability to take every blessing for granted coupled with its position on the calendar.

Sandwiched between Halloween and Christmas, it's treated like a pit stop on the highway from Free Candy to Free Toys.

Shame on us if we don't take time to be truly thankful to God in heaven for His manifold blessings.

Not much shaking in the 'round the horn' department this week, but we did get another visit from Mr. Buck...

...and he brought a friend...

Also finally realized why people say cats are such cute little pets...

...mmm...cuddly...

'Twas another chaotic week round the offices of the Atomic Monster Cafe as we scrambled to meet our deadline...

...but with a lot of focused effort we finally got it done.

No need to thanks us...it's what we do.

Of course, you can thank us if you wish.  Aw, go ahead; you know you want to, and we enjoy it.

later, mcm fans...