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Friday, October 27, 2006

 
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i hate this neighborhood. we returned from a night at the stumptown comics fest to discover that one of our pumpkins had been smashed against the sidewalk. the other, smaller one had rolled away under the bushes, trying to hide. these were the pumpkins i GREW this summer, my first homegrown pumpkins. i made delicious curried apple pumpkin soup yesterday with the third pumpkin, and now i'll have to make another batch of puree from the smashed pumpkin tomorrow, i guess. i don't know what to do about the situation short of not putting them out at all: our porch area is very exposed & vulnerable. it keeps me from wanting to carve pumpkins this weekend if someone's just going to waltz in and destroy them.

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Ben and I carved pumpkins this weekend and I paused to think about how likely it is they'll be smashed. I decided "very," considering how brief the life expectancy of numerous other yard ornaments has been.

So then I thought about how I felt about that and realized that I was o.k. with it. They'll just rot sooner or later, anyhow.

So maybe if you thought about the smashing as part of the natural lifecycle of a pumpkin it would seem ok?

And make sure to take pictures before they get smashed.
 
How sad to have smashed pumpkins -- it almost is enough to drive one to booby-trapping!


qdgjo
 
mph: yeah, after the last round of thefts i came to terms with the ephemeral nature of everything i left on our porch. this one stung because they were whole pumpkins (not carved) that i grew in the garden. we figured they'd be safe till halloween. i suppose it's less about the result (smashed pumpkin) and more about the violation/vulnerability (people who want to destroy things coming to my door.)

susan: thanks!
 
Sorry about the pumpkins. People really can suck.

How was Stumptown? I've never been able to attend, but it has always looked like it would be a lot of fun.
 
thanks, philip. i like stumptown. this time it was at the convention center, which was pretty cool. but i'm more into the smaller independent comics (like ones at reading frenzy or the IPRC). there were a couple of options for more major distributors (including Cosmic Monkey), but if that's your cup of tea, stumptown won't satisfy you.
 
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