Pluck the Day: 11-07-2015


I think of some strange things when I am out for my morning runs.  Today, I was wondering what ghosts do after Halloween?  I mean, we can assume that Santa spends the time between Christmases making toys.  But ghosts? I wondered if their time at haunting houses and possessing Whoopi Goldberg (yes, an obligatory Ghost reference), isjust their version of moonlighting.  (Oooo, how good was that old TV show with Bruce Willis?)

With the new Ghostbuster films on the horizon, I also had Slimer on the mind.  Hence, the synapses in my brain determined a vision of Slimer and his joy that the end of Halloween meant the gateway to a massive feast during Thanksgiving.

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About OxenTrot

During the day, I am a mild mannered desk jockey who helps to manage a large IT company.  At night, I am a family man, who is insanely in love with his wife and a proud daddy to an amazing girl.  But in the pre-dawn hours, as most everyone else is still asleep, I am my alter ego.  During that time, I am: OxenTrot. Ox was a call sign bestowed upon me while I was an active duty United States Marine, mainly in tribute to the fact that I was a major gym rat. After 5 years and three tours of duty, I reentered the civilian world.  My call sign was replaced by my actual name but the Ox still lived inside. As I began to adapt to my new life, I also began to take on new adventures, such as starting a family, getting a “big boy” job and taking on endurance sports.
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