halloween 2

No, it's not over yet!
It's like one of those movies with sequels that will never, ever go away!

A street performer chalks out the boundaries of his stage in the middle of Bourbon Street.

I asked this waitress to pose before she began her shift. The workers were pretty much obliged to be in costume, though many simply added bunny ears to street clothes—as you will see as the night wears on (and on).

The real cops were good sports about this pseudo cop, consenting to pose with her and her friends (one, like cousin Richard, from Alabama). It's starting to get dark, but there's a lot of Halloween left.

The whole point of the costumes is having your picture made in them. Apparently the glow of appreciation in another's eyes or a view in the mirror is not permanent enough.

Plenty of older cartoons got in on the act.

The irony of the Hustler Club having stained glass windows was not lost on me.

We had to pause for some sustenance. It was kind of a relief to see people not in costume. And, boy, those Gulf oysters were good. Yes, Richard is having another  martini. To be continued. . .