austin_dern (austin_dern) wrote,

Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

Happy birthday, my dear bunny_hugger, and thank you for another year together.

So, my jack-o-lantern pumpkin was rotted and there wasn't much to do about it. We left it out on the porch, where the squirrels seemed to leave it alone, possibly out of a fear for its distorted nature, but bunny_hugger felt awful that my pumpkin was such a foredoomed affair, and so on the way home from work Thursday she bought me another. As it was the day before Halloween all the really substantial pumpkins had been picked over and she got one about pineapple-sized, and shaped, but it was also in very good health, far as we could tell, until I shoved a knife into it and plucked out its innards. This time around I carved a pretty simple smiling face, although I used some more strongly vertical lines than usual, because I'd noticed bunny_hugger's mother using them in her pumpkin and I liked the lidded, kind of half-obstructed light they cast. The replacement pumpkin looked pretty good, though sometime over the weekend it fell upon itself too, and looks kind of like a Muppet after it's been smacked hard in the nose.

For the trick-or-treat night, sadly, the weather chose to give us freezing rain with intermittent snow, and gusty winds. They actually blew the tornado siren at 6 pm, producing confusion about whether they were signalling the start of the city's trick-or-treating or whether they were warning people the weather was too awful to go outside. We didn't find any announcement that they were going to use the tornado siren for this, but they sounded a matching one at 8 pm so I guess they just didn't think to tell anyone this was what the signal meant at this particular time?

We only had four groups of kids come, for nine total, and one of those groups was one of bunny_hugger's carpooling friends who knew how disappointed we are when we don't get kids. They surely drove over to our street just for that; on the other hand, they were driving around anyway because it was horrible weather for walking around town. It was a better turnout than last year, at least, but considering it had been seventy degrees and sunny just a few days before why couldn't that have lasted?

Trivia: The Department of Commerce ran out of three-letter radio callsigns in spring of 1922, within two years of issuing its first commercial licenses. Source: Wondrous Contrivances: Technology at the Threshold, Merritt Ierley.

Currently Reading: The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction, September/October 2014, Editor Gordon van Geller.

PS: Reading The Comics, November 4, 2014: Will Pictures Ever Reappear Edition, a fair question, as there's like forty comics listed here and I make you click on a whole separate link for each of them.


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