Am I getting one this year? I don't know; I am partial to a well-carved pumpkin (I once made one with the Minnesota Twins logo, which killed the better part of a day), but every time I see a pile like this it makes me alternately excited and tired. All that sawing and pulp, and then the big seed decision, to roast or not to roast when I don't even really care for them after eating about three. It's one thing when you've got a clamoring kid, but mine's fifteen and would, I'm sure, rather go out and smash them with a baseball bat.