Also, every October 30th. Mischief Night back in New York. It’s sort of the like The Purge, only it’s not yet sanctioned by the government.
You know the holiday goes back centuries because it’s the only way to explain kids using the old-timey word “mischief.”
We were true artisans when it came to rotten eggs, toilet paper and flaming bags of poop. And then we had the unmitigated gall the next night to hit up the houses we soiled for candy. Simpler times.
To those of you in the old neighborhood: earn this.
