I dunno. Halloween is one of the saddest days of the year for me because I'd love to partcipate, but I can't. :'(
We built a huge home years ago, and for our first Halloween we decorated elaborately and served really nice treats. We got a bunch of trick-or-treaters who rudely grabbed excessive amounts of candy without any thanks and stole most of our decorations. And BTW the parents off-roaded their cars through our lawn, damaging the grass and breaking multiple sprinkler heads. The next year we displayed no decorations that were easily pilfered, and we had a bunch of people who peeked in the doorway, seemed very interested in the contents of our house, and grabbed enough candy to make it appear that it was their only meal for the day. Their parents also drove their cars through our lawn, damaging the grass and breaking sprinkler heads. Decorations were stolen.
From then on, we have turned the lights off, not accepted any trick-or-treaters, and have kept a gun by the door in case someone tried a home invasion. We've had one home invasion, so we are always prepared. A home invasion is not fun - my husband was in Japan and my daughter who was 8 at the time and I were alone when it happened. The invaders cut the phone line so we couldn't call for help. Now we have alarms all over our property to signal any movement, and we have an alarm system designed so that *nothing* could prevent a call from going to the monitoring service if someone were to try to break in. And I keep a gun close by because if someone were to invade, by the time the cops got here, we'd be dead.
Really a sad way to live. If we didn't have so much of our love for New Orleans and our architect invested in this big house, we'd "simplify," as SJ would say. But everything in our house has a story behind it, from the design by a famous NOLA architect, to the stair rail from a New Orleans bar, to the chandelier from an old NOLA home, to the pine floors from an old textile mill,to the house colors researched by the architect by scraping down to the wood and mortar at Oak Alley in Louisiana, etc.
My personal most hated Halloween candy is hard Double-Bubble and candy corn.
Johnrudy, the governor's mansion is down the street from us, so when the kids were little we used to stop there. One year the First Lady was on a health kick and she gave everyone toothbrushes and toothpaste. 
Can't wait to rob my grandson on the Butterfingers though-yum! (He's still too little to fight me for them!) 
