I carved pumpkins tonight!

Pumpkins are one of my favorite endeavors. My best friend from elementary thru high school’s parents had a harvest party the last sunday before halloween, every year where neighbors, friends, and family all got together to carve pumpkins and have a tasty meal afterward. And every year, Clare and I would hold a “contest” for the pumpkins where we would award such prizes as Prilosec note pads, Viagra pens, and other random prescription drug highlighters, really classy stuff.

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Through the years, even though Clare and I never “won” any prizes, I still was very competitive, and always felt secure in not winning because I actually had the best pumpkins.

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So now, even though I’m not making it to the DeLongs’ harvest parties, I still love to carve a bunch of pumpkins and do fairly artistic or ridiculous things with them.

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I am aware that my pictures look like crap. I couldn’t be bothered to pull out a tripod. Did you know I picked out the DSLR that I’m collecting cash for for my birthday next weekend? True story. I’ll probably order it on Monday. Pi, get it? Pumpkin Pi!? I thought of that all by myself! Not exactly a very artful representation, but it does the trick.

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This is the enormous hubbard squash that was featured in my very exciting campfire post. Kim was right, it totally wasn’t ripe. It smelled of cucumber melon lotion though. It was very pleasant to smell, but would have been awful to eat. It made a nice creepy monster though.

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And last but not least, I decided to do some sucking up at work, and carved our company logo into a big guy. It should get me some brownie points.

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