Later tonight, the Brave Astronaut family will head out of town to Williamsburg, Virginia. The Commonwealth of Virginia is celebrating its 400th anniversary and the Mid-Atlantic Regional Archives Conference will turn 35 at the meeting. The conference will be a good one and the Brave Astronaut will be a featured speaker on Friday afternoon.
Wednesday will be a fun day for the Brave Astronaut family. I will head to the links with Special K's AH for 18 holes here. You had your chance there, Ed in Pitt. Mrs. Brave Astronaut will likely head for the pool where we are staying. After the conference (Saturday afternoon and Sunday on our way out), we are hoping to go here and here. This place might be on the list as well. Mrs. Brave Astronaut will be bringing her laptop, so I hope to keep you all updated on the progress of the conference. But there will certainly be a recap on Sunday when we return.
Of course, Wednesday is Halloween and I am not sure if we will be in costume on the course, but we could dress up as really good golfers. That would be the best costume, if you catch my drift. We are bringing a costume for Little Brave Astronaut, but we might have to try and find some colonial garb for him to wear. After all, he will need something to talk to the therapist about.
But Halloween leads me to two stories. Tonight at 8:00, this show will be on the air. It is hard to believe this program is older than I. Were we not on the road, I would be watching. Last night, Peanuts creator Charles Schulz got the American Masters treatment from PBS. This on the heels of a new biography of the cartoonist. In the immortal words of Charlie Brown, "I got a rock."
Second, I am reminded of countless trick or treating times growing up in New York. I used to have the neighborhood sectioned off and could cover the entire neighborhood in about two hours. The candy haul was amazing. And in today's world, inconceivable. I used to go out by myself, getting around while it was still light out (the older kids would appear after dark, usually dressed as "hobos," looking for the free candy. At least they tried.
Now, parents walk with their children for we live in a far different world than the one of my youth. And of course, I have to eat all the Reese's peanut butter cups my son would get so he wouldn't have to get the epipen chaser. There was a chart in Sunday's Washington Post that reveled what your candy choice says about you. It also featured the comments of Steve Almond, who wrote this book. I might have to read it.
So, according to Almond, based on my candy preferences, my "Halloween Candy Personality" says either I do "well in groups but somewhat pompous. Prone to fancy costumes and arcane weapons. Wears hats in public that are ill-advised" or I am a "generous soul. [I] understand the salty in life, as well as the sweet." I evidently am also a "Sicko. Truly Demented. Plastic people living plastic lives." Well, that's not very nice. Happy Halloween.
2 comments:
Candyfreak is totally awesome. I read it a few years ago and highly recommend it.
I'm torn between being happy-go-lucky with an Almond Joy or unambitious and dependable with Snickers, yet I wholeheartedly agree with the assessments of candy corn and Twizzlers. Bleh.
Anyhow, have a good trip.
If only they had them here, I would have been very tempted to eat all the Reese's peanut butter cups in my kids' Halloween pickings too. This has nothing to do with nut allergies and everything to do with my passion for these confections. Thank God they don't have them in the U.K., as who knows how much I would weigh by now if they did.
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