Speaking of Halloween, I've become every old person who's door I used to pelt with raw eggs. I have no candy. I haven't bought any candy for Halloween in a few years. Something about the spirit of it seems changed to me (see below) but there are other reasons.
A) With that much candy on premises I can be counted on to eat almost all of it personally AND
B) No-one but maybe the odd one or two kids ever actually show up at my door . Whether this is because they already sense that I am in the pupa stage of the crotchety ole grump that ill be turning into in twenty years or so or because there just aren't that many kids around here, I couldn't say.
¶ Anne let this go at 10/31/2003 03:11:00 PM