No trip to Prescott, AZ, in my opinion is complete without a visit to Bill’s Pizza. I personally love Steph’s Favorite Combo.
Halloween Night was no exception. I found myself with friends at Bill’s.
We had our slices and then walked over to Senator Hwy to view a local Halloween tradition – almost four blocks of the street, which contain Craftsman and Victorian homes throw open their porches, garages and lawns to anyone who is on the street.
Luckily I had the camera phone. The scene below is typical:
After doing the circuit, I was fiddling with the camera trying to capture Darth. It was pretty dark, so I didn’t notice that Miss Kitty and The Bride of Prescott were walking into the frame until I looked at the screen.
Suddenly, with my head down still looking at the screen, I sensed that someone was standing in front of me. It was The Bride. She was saying something. I wasn’t paying attention. I am sure that is because that I believe that no Prescott high school student (especially one that is dressed as a bride) would be interested in talking to an old goat.
I stopped fiddling with the camera and looked up casually as she repeated:
“You took a picture of me — and I wasn’t smiling! I want you to take one when I am smiling.”
“Oh, OK,” I acquiesced. (I didn’t have the heart to tell her I was trying to make a picture of Darth).
[Click]:

The Bride of Prescott
She kept smiling and bounced away happily without saying another word.
I think she may be going places someday.
I’m went home to walk the dog.
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