But what if the last bite is the best part? That's where all the frosting usually ends up. I can't stand the idea of wasting good cake just to prove some weird point about self control. Is it really about the journey if you're leaving the best bit on the plate?

Yeah, that "10,000 acorns" thing explains the ankle-deep mess. Honestly, the best move is to rake them into piles right after the first big drop, before they get buried in leaves. Trying to do it all in one go in late fall is a nightmare.

Wait what are we talking about? The 90s? They totally had computers. My elementary school had those big beige boxes. They were ancient but they counted.

Used to think it was overkill, but you're right.

Right? What is it with that? I found one in a coat pocket last year and it was just "eggs, milk, bread" over and over for like ten pages. So boring.