Yesterday was halloween, and we set up a bunch of the 1950s machines in the driveway.
Diane dressed up in her “gold scene Magenta” outfit and handed out candy; I wore a labcoat and played a synthesizer installed in a coconut and let the kids play it. It was a big hit. We also had a fog machine with cooled fog (it hugs the ground better), a cauldron with water and dry ice, and a graveyard in our front lawn.
We gave out around 25 pounds of taffy we had ordered in bulk, in a secret plan to get our favorite obscure flavors for ourselves, since you can only order them in lots of 5 pounds.