See you in a couple hours! Soup's on.

My crew came by while I was out. When I left, my porch had three pumpkins. When I got back, seven. I love that.

I was out getting boughs of fall leaves to decorate my house. My ex-best friend used to call that "theft". Maybe I should have taken that as a warning signal; why would two good friends use such ugly words between them? I prefer more lovely words, like "harvesting". What could be more natural in this season, I ask you? The political among us might enjoy another phrase I sometimes use; I was 'liberating' those branches. I know my economist readers, and the branches themselves, appreciate the great leap in utility they've just enjoyed. Before, they were just another branch on a city tree, blending with the other reds and yellows and greens. Tonight, they'll be displayed and admired. I do it for them, really.