Halloween street

My neighborhood goes wild decorating for Halloween. On my walk today I took these photos for your enjoyment.

There are over 2,500 trick-or-treaters on "Halloween Street," which is one block away from where I live. The best thing, I think, about the decorations is that they are original, creative and funny.

Sure, there are a fair number of store bought items and some of those inflatable things but there are also art projects, engineering projects and professionally constructed displays done by guys who apparently have way too much free time.

On Halloween night, the residents dress up, throw huge parties, and hire (I'm not kidding) brass bands to entertain the kiddies.

You should see it. Hillcrest Avenue, between Frankfort and Brownsboro, Crescent Hill, Louisville.

Do I know the way to San Jose?

I finally arrived in San Jose 12 hours after I boarded the first plane at 6:30 a.m. this morning.

It was supposed to be an easy trip -- hop on Delta to Atlanta, a 75-minute layover (time for breakfast) then the 4+ hour trip to San Jose. But our plane in Louisville had a minor mechanical problem which delayed takeoff for an hour.

We actually got into Hartsfield-Jackson in time to make the connection, but we had to sit on the ground because our gate was not clear. Then I had to travel from the farthest point at Terminal E to Terminal B. By the time I got there, the plane had already taxied to the runway.

Dash to the reticketing counter. Rebooked to LAX, then STANDBY on American Eagle to San Jose.

But I'm here. Safe and sound.

Vacation starts Friday noon, when this meeting is finished.