I got out of there just in time to get home. My wife wanted to go Cancun Cantina--she dressed up as the NCIS gothic lab chick. I had a half hour to shower and throw on my bounty hunter costume. Nothing like recycled costumes...
We went out, had a good time, got drunk. We got back and I threw on Trick R Treat, but the wife passed out fifteen minutes in.
Caught up on some sleep, as I slept in 'til 4pm.
So Halloween--got some work done and then I heard the wife was dressing the kid up to go trick or treating. His costume was this:

I took my camera out and got some video with him. First off, there was a fair share of 14+ year old kids trick or treating. They were WAY too old to still be trick or treating.
Anyway, we go to a house and my kid knocks on the door. An old lady says something through the glass door to him--I'm not sure if he hears her or just misunderstands but he says TRICK OR TREAT!
She repeats herself through the glass door and he again says TRICK OR TREAT! She gets a scowl on her face and grabs her dog out of the way, and again the kid says TRICK OR TREAT.
She opens the door and looks out at my wife and says, "Impatient bugger, isn't he?" She's some cranky old bitch who is clearly tired of life, and needs to go dump her pain meds into her gullet and end it all.
She's like "He kept banging on the door when I told him to hold on", which was a lie. He only knocked once, but yeah, he kept shouting. I'm thinking the wife is gonna tell the bitch that it's because the kid's autistic, but she apologized instead.
Then as Logan was walking down the sidewalk he stepped on her grass and she's like, "Walk on the sidewalk!"
Seriously. I'm gonna go fuckin' egg the bitch's house.
Irritating.
Then I get a call from Proctor--he may be back in the flick. Just as I was about to recast his part. We're literally a week away from filming and I got a major part not cast...fuck.
Back to the grind. Gotta get this shooting script done now that we have almost every location locked.