Last night I watched Cape Fear, the original version. Spooky film. While I was watching it, I heard a sound outside that seemed like it could be some sort of pyrotechnics, and I peeked out the window to see 3 teenagers running like hell down the street. I jumped up and went to see if they were going to set off more fireworks, but instead I noticed that the house directly across from mine had been very thoroughly and intricately toilet papered. The teenaged boy who lives there ran outside brandishing a sword and looked all cinematic with his wife-beater, baggy pants and blonde spikey hair. It was all I could do to not take a photograph. It was a pretty awesome, filmic moment. We all stood outside in the street kind of chuckling and wondering aloud that kids still do that sort of thing, and then slowly we all went back inside.
I also helped Luke bleach his hair to a near-transparent platinum blonde, which was kind of alarming when he first revealed it. I need to dye my hair too, it's all easter-egg pink and blonde.