Friday, October 24, 2008

Puking pumpkins

Last night the venerable Kat hosted a self-titled Puking Pumpkin Party.

You get the idea.
I can't explain how nice it was to be in Ithaca for a night. Don't get me wrong, I love the Southern Tier, but Ithaca is just an exceptionally creative, exceptionally green sort of place. A place where no one blinks when you announce that you just learned to make cheese. A place where after the pumpkins are carved and the beer is drunk, people sit around in a circle enthusiastically troubleshooting solar showers, home beermaking, and vermicomposting. When I feel like all I'm seeing, over and over, is the same Walmart-shopping, label-wearing, SUV-driving people, I can go to Ithaca and be reminded that wonderful, intelligent, unabashedly independent and wacky folks like myself do exist. It's just nice to feel sometimes that I'm not alone.

2 comments:

Mrs. Danby said...

I love free-hand pumpkins. Sounds like a fabulous evening.

jenpenpaperhat said...

i went home for the weekend this weekend 31st/1st/2nd - to Gartmore. When i got there it was halloween and my dad had carved a pumpkin. you'll never guess what? it was a puking pumpkin.

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