Allen is lously exclaiming about my adult chewable vitamins

I mean, they're really fucking good, but I think he's just mocking me ;___;

However, he did just make an amusing joke at Brendan's expense with a punching puppet thing. Way to bounce back!

Last week, we stayed within our self-imposed budget, with a little surplus to pay for mondo beers. One trip to the grocery store and one to the farmer's market at Brown, plus pumpkin and raspberry money (explained below) and dinner at Cindy's Diner. Yesterday, we got crazysexycool amounts of food for about $25.

This weekend, we went to two different Rhode Island farms with corn mazes. The first one was a "fakey farm"--sure, it had a corn maze. But it was in the shape of a pig, not a mystical neo-pagan swirly thing like we had expected. The farm also had a large pen of sad-looking animals trying to escape and a man wearing a reflective vest which read "Corn Cop" trying to catch the rabbits in a large butterfly net. The corn maze was suffuciently disorienting, and the hay ride was appropriately ridiculous (ride through an open dirt lot, passing by a severely injured seagull and the highway).



The second farm was truly a land of wonders. Not only did they have an actual, real-live, magical pumpkin patch (the ostensible reason for the trip), but they also had healthy-looking llamas which were protected from the grubby hands of children, a raspberry-picking area and a fantastic hay ride led by a saucy teen who gave our party coy looks as he steered the mighty vessel through mud puddles. We got some excellent deals on pumpkins and raspberries. I made a pie!