Jackpot
The second Jason Santa Maria candygram of the month — and this time by John Gruber of Daring Fireball fame:
It is 1980. My nose is sweating under the cheap plastic mask held to my face with a rubber band stretched across the back of my head. I am seven years old. Ding-dong. The door opens, and there’s nice Mrs. Stenavage. The house is lit by a slew of candles, and looks just as Halloweeny inside as out.
