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Here’s a primer for recovery, such as that proverbial pumpkin and of course the lampshade, if your behavior got ugly, even maybe in the absence of a bad sweater

Oh my God, is it almost Christmas, in a pumpkin kind of way, to fix all ills? Is pumpkin one of hose herbs?

— Being the spiritual season, I have to ask if this event, advertised on TV at some sports bars, can be a further take on the autumn-all-things-pumpkin theme explored it the item below, namely the book Hi God 2, as if our omnipotent God needed a sequel! As one of my favorite bartenders answered the question from behind the counter, what is your go-to-holiday-pumpkin-spiced drink. His response: “What there’s more than one?”
It may not be that simple. Being touted even after Black Friday are pumpkin scented candles (your lady will love it if you can’t afford concert tickets to Smashing Pumpkins) and air fresheners, (if your partying got a little out-of-hand, if you know what I mean), several of the Halloween movies for an all-night after-bar marathon (but be wary, they won’t go over as well as a chick flick), spiced gourmet coffee (if you need to nurse that hangover, even if you can’t fully taste it because of hair of the dog), don’t forget treats for that pet (who has stuck with you through thick and thin), Xmas cards (for makeup sex if you offended anyone the night before), wrapping paper for emergency gifts, that’s read 6 a.m. (to help if you really got out of control), ornaments (if the mistletoe got lost) and of course pumpkin pie and snacks (to ease your cravings while you sit in that on-sale fishing shack). And more tangibly, European Christmas Market at the Union Depot, during every weekend before Christmas. Pumpkin theme? Yes, they have more than gingerbread.
— There are still various deer hunting seasons running, through either the end of December or New Years, and there are many cool waterings holes to be found in all directions within a few miles of a hub for this activity, in and around Willow State Park, to continue the tales of the hunt after registering your deer. There is south (closest if you are buzzed, Paddy’s Ryan’s and Uncle Mike’s Em Pour E Yum), north (Willow River Saloon), east (Meister’s Bar, Boardman Bypass and Sidetrack Saloon in Roberts), and west (Next Stop Bar and the Cajun Club in Houlton).
— A flyer seen downtown promotes a event, designed to raise awareness of the aweful disorder, called Dementia Live, being held at various locations around the region at several different times. Please pardon me for this type of lighthearted mention concerning the disabled, but this is a concert you just gotta see.

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