We were driving home from doing some errands today and noticing the Halloween decorations that are going up around the neighborhood. Rochi asked me,
Do people eat the enormous pumpkins they use to make Jack o’ Lanterns?
We always did. Food never got wasted at our house. We’d scrape off the part that got scorched black from the candle and have mashed pumpkin–which I always hated–or maybe pumpkin pie. But some people don’t eat them. A lot of them get smashed by teenaged boys with baseball bats.
And I was reminded of the old Far Side cartoon where a T. Rex is marking his calendar.
Kill something and eat it.
Smash something and make a mess.
A bazillion millennia later, things haven’t changed much.