Halloweenish
* I spent the more productive part of this weekend writing a short paper on Frankenstein and postpartum depression. That's kind of a "done" trope, in that in 1976 Ellen Moers wrote a paper about Mary Shelley's miscarriage in light of her writing her novel, and that there is a running metaphor of postpartum tendencies in Victor Frankenstein. I never
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We had 0 trick-o-treaters this year. Ze-ro. It was a good thing thought because we neglected to buy candy. Since we don't really buy it for ourselves anymore it slipped our minds. What we usually do is we have two pails. One with the good stuff and one with the sucky stuff. You know, the stuff you eat only after you've run through all the chocolate. Un-costumed kids, especially the ones that show up with their book bags as treat bags, get the sucky candy. We get perhaps too mush satisfaction at knowing we withheld the good stuff.
Don't stop carving pumpkins! The trick is to do it a day or two before Halloween so that it doesn't have time to rot. :)
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