If the Santa Anas are blowing, you’ll want to ditch your jack-o-lantern as soon as Halloween is over. No chilly, pumpkin-preserving, procrastination-permitting East Coast days here, baby.
(Yes, that’s a slime trail of pumpkin juice oozing across the stoop. Gack.)
Note to Self: Stop Blogging about Caterpillars
Links for Presents
Sure and She’s a True Irishwoman
O Automated Voice Answering System, How I Despise Thee