Came out to my car Sunday morning, and found this. Those little punks!

Sure, I've been on the giving end of many a TP, and sure, karma's probably paying me back, but that doesn't mean I have to take it.

Next Halloween, I'll be lying in wait, with a BB gun. We'll see who gets the last laugh then.

Here's your Halloween picture. Boy, a flash does funny things to a dog's eyes.

Bonus: The best thing about Halloween:

I came into work this morning and apparently my office computer has some sort of virus. I started getting all these alerts from the virus software (which they just upgraded a month ago), and then the pop-ups started coming.

First, it was for Viagra, which is funny, but not really cause for alarm. Then it was the one above, "porno.org," which I assume is some sort of nudity-related charity.

Then the picture-filled sites started coming up, to the point where I'm afraid to leave my desk. My monitor faces the doorway coming into the office, so with me not blocking the screen, it's probably the first thing people see as they enter the doorway.

Hopefully I still have a job when this gets sorted out.

Went for my usual Thursday ritual, a gigantic burrito from Moe's, and this fella was in line. I wasn't quite sure what to do. I wanted to be friendly and ask him what the deal was, but I'm sure he deals with that all the time.

I tried to be discreet and snap a photo when I was close to him in line, but the stupid flash foiled me.

I had to wait until he was paying and I was loading up on delicious, delicious salsa verde. But I got him.

And the mystery was solved when I walked back to my car and saw the Halloween shop at the end of the strip mall. But still, it was weird at first.

One last from from the Army Ten-Miler. I was at the press conference the Friday before the race, and they also have a bunch of booths there where tey sell running shoes, Power Bars, and other running accessories.

This was too funny not to take a picture of. Some sort of strap that stops "embarassing chest bounce." That's a polite way to put it.

I did feel like a creep taking the photo thought, particularly since right after I snapped this, a lady who looked like she could really use the product was staring daggers at me.

This is the lovely Miss Virginia 2009, Caressa Cameron. She was at an event I covered this morning.

Sparks flew, emotions ran high. She actually talked to me, man.

Stopped by one of the porta-potties to freshen up, only to find a perfectly good Power Bar in the urinal.

Luckily it was sealed. And it was peanut butter, my favorite flavor.

After a quick little ride on the back of a truck throughout Washington, D.C., I am primed at the finish line.

My press pass for the Army Ten-Miler. I'm kind of a big deal.

I covered the Army Ten-Miler this past weekend, and this is a shot from some past winners at the press conference.

Notice the guy in the middle? A whitey! Hooray!

Usually professional runners (generally from Kenya or Brazil) dominate this rate, but that guy, Andrew something, came in second place last year.He's an inspration to us all.