Many moons ago, I saw a fancy carved pumpkin in Martha Stewart's magazine. I thought to myself "that could be fun" — That Halloween, I aimed high and weird, trying to carve Henry Kissinger for some reason long forgotten. What I ended up with was something a bit more like Syndey Bristow's father on the TV show Alias. It was strange and dumb failure — and I had only a few days each year to practice, but I wouldn't let a gourd defeat me! So, here we are, a decade later, and I'm about to share with you how I spend every Halloween night. Enjoy, and BOO!