In deference to our Jack-o-Lantern obligation, Laura and I picked up a couple of victims and spent two Sundays ago making a mess of things.
Lessons learned? Smaller knives are good, smaller pumpkins even better. And be ready for rogue pumpkins with 6-inch walls and insides that really aren’t that hollow.
Afterwards, while driving her home, we noticed that it was flurrying. Let it be known that winter arrived in Peoria on October 26th. Yikes.
The pumpkins grew moldy quicker than I expected, so I kicked them out of the house. Would they be stolen? Bashed? Defaced? Violated? None of the above, I’m proud to report. They sat guard all night on the front porch as I toiled away at work.
Radiohead – Reckoner (Flying Lotus remix)
