Forts and swords and monsters

Just a normal Saturday morning

John and Marge took the monkey trick-or-treating around our building. He got a lot of fruit. He stole John's cane. We heard the phrase 'I haven't had a trick-or-treater is 17 years' very often. (or another double digit number) He was a total ham.

Fall in Denver. Not too shabby!

Practicing the splits

Flowering cabbage in Denver!

At a dinner with the people Anton was interviewing with in Denver. T just wanted to crawl around on the pavement outside the restaurant. We got a few looks. Whatever.