Alexandra Duncan

Science Fiction. Fantasy. Feminism.

R.I.P. PAUL THE OCTOPUS



Halloween is my favorite holiday.  If I could go back in time and arrange things so I could be born on Halloween or get married on Halloween, I would.  That's how much I love this holiday.  You get to dress up, and there's candy and fire involved!

So Sunday, I carved this pumpkin in honor of Paul the Octopus, who correctly predicted Spain would win this year's World Cup and died last week on Oct. 26th.  Because of Paul, I actually watched the World Cup Final along with my husband and father this summer.  And I enjoyed it! (I like soccer, but like most sports, it's generally something I prefer playing to watching.)

Anyhow, I was sad to hear Paul had died, because isn't our world the poorer for not having a psychic cephalopod in it?  That is, until my friend Nathan pointed out that maybe Paul wasn't the only psychic octopus out there, but the only one whose talents have been discovered by humans.  This led to an increasingly disturbing conversation about the mental abilities of octopuses, their tendencies to eat sharks, juggle other marine life, and generally be sea monsters.  We decided there was nothing scarier than octopuses, and I thought the best way to express this was in pumpkin form.  I'm pretty pleased with the way it turned out, except that I didn't pay quite enough attention to the structural integrity of the pumpkin when I was carving one of my octopus's bottom tentacles.  But you get the idea.

Jeremy, meanwhile, went a more traditional route and created a jack-o-lantern with the most disturbing mouth I've seen yet.  See the creepy cracks at the top?  Now if only these were still good for pie-making. . .

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