All Hallow's Eve.
Descending from as far back as the Celts, a time when the souls of the dead walk the earth,
and various spirits prowl. Especially potent under a full moon. And a very good night for catching dragons indeed.
Since Smaug and Puff are nowhere to be found, for the past several years,
I and a few intimates have been building
a real fire-breathing dragon and floating/paddling/sculling/drifting down the Chicago River.
This year is no exception....
November 2nd, 02002
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