We went for dinner tonight at a small place that I used to go to near my old school. While we were eating, we heard music and fireworks. Wandering down a half a block, we came upon bright lights, drums, fireworks, sacrificial pigs and goats, and people. Ghosts are scared by noise; there were no ghosts here, I can assure you. It was fantastic and I felt terrific to be sharing this with the hundreds of people around us. My ears were sure ringing afterwards, however.