The Shock! The Horror! The Discourtesy!

Betty and Henry texting each other during a theater performance! Broadway, no less! It had me yelling at the television.

There's a Kind of Hush, or Why We Love Superbowl Sunday

The Quiet. (Except during halftime, when some prefer their own music whatever big act has been engaged.) It's as close as we ever come to a day of rest that is actually restful.

No sirens until 7:35 p.m. That's got to be a record.

Spot the Witch

We didn't grow this pumpkin, so putting it on the garden photographs page did not feel right.

As is our Halloween tradition, we put the Alice Cooper mix on the cd player, drew a crappy design on a hapless gourd, then got down to business with two kitchen knives and a small metal measuring cup. The measuring cup is the best tool we've found for scraping the pumpkin's interior clean. A heavy serrated knife is used to cut the lid; a serrated paring-size knife is used to cut the designs.

As usual, the finished product looks nothing like the initial design. There have been a few years where we got a little carried away with the carving and ended up with crap. This was not one of them. We thought the result a little abstract (Picasso pumpkin, anyone?) until we spotted the entirely accidental witch.

Wicked!