Last night we did carve pumpkins, but not so much with the handing out candy. I don’t know whether it’s that we live in New York or that I got home from work rather late, but by the time I got up to my apartment and was ready to ogle cute kids in costumes, the only people going up and down the hallway were uncostumed teenagers with shopping bags from Gristedes. I feel that if you’re fifteen or sixteen and can’t even be bothered to dress up, you can go across the street to the grocery store and buy your own damn candy. None of that shit would fly in my hometown - you dress up or you get squat.

So the result is that we have an abundance of leftover candy and ended up spending most of the evening up to our elbows in pumpkin guts and Baby Ruth wrappers while watching Poltergeist. If I can locate my digital camera, I’ll take some pictures of the pumpkins, which came out excellently. We also have a ton of that Jones Halloween soda, which isn’t as bad as that review might leave you to believe. That’s not to say I’m going to stock up on candy corn soda and drink nothing else for the rest of my life. But it could be a lot worse for something that comes in adorable pumpkin cans.

All the Halloween stuff in Warcraft has been pretty fun, too. My bank is full of wands, which I’m stocking up on and will save for unsuspecting groups six months from now. And I got a Pumpkin Bag in the Plaguelands, which rules. I will be sorry to see all the ghost and jack-o’-lantern decorations go away, but I guess they’ll be back next year.