Halloween No-No

The turnout in our neighborhood was good last night, with the usual number of pirates, princesses, and superheroes of unknown provenance stopping by for some treats.  All were polite and well-behaved (perhaps because their parents were watching), and a credit to kid-dom in general.

One sad note: a group of three revelers approached the door, and while two of them waited for their candy, the third plopped his bag on one of the porch chairs and started looking through it.  His friends got their Three Musketeers and walked away, but he continued to stare balefully into his bag.  Finally, clearly unhappy, he said, "Guy gave me a carrot!"

I appreciate how health-conscious we are these days.  If you're in the mood for amusement, take a look through an Eisenhower-era cookbook sometime, and compare the seemingly limitless things you could whip up consisting mostly of butter, eggs, milk, and meat to what we're eating today.  We've made a lot of progress.  That said, there is something deeply wrong with handing out carrots on Halloween.

So I gave the kid an extra candy bar, hoping that would somehow restore balance to the universe.  You do what you can.

The Onion Scores

Seven or eight years ago, The Onion was a site I had to visit every week; no one else on the web produced comic pieces with such wit, assurance, and consistency.  Then their material seemed to get a little repetitious, and while the stuff was still funny,  I found myself visiting the site less and less often.

Today I happened to find an article that reminded me of how, at its best, the humor of The Onion is not just hilarious but transcendent.

97-Year-Old Dies Unaware of Being Violin Prodigy

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New year, new ISP, new Web site!

Sign of The Times

Seen on El Camino Real in Santa Clara.

My guess: it's a regular burger, hold the lettuce.

Cat-Blogging Friday: Asleep on the Job

Exhausted from her job of anchoring critical paperwork to the desk, Martha enjoys a well-deserved nap.