by Sarah Barber
I finally got around to buying Halloween candy today. With just a few days remaining until the holiday, I feel like my risk-benefit analysis is favorable. The benefit of me not having to go to Winco on the weekend solidly outweighs the risk that I will eat all of the Halloween candy before Sunday night.
In order to come to this conclusion, I had to factor in two other variables: the under-18 population density within a one-mile radius of my house, and the degree to which I crave the type of candy I buy. The first multiplier is complicated by the fact that I live on a hillside, thereby effectively reducing at least the lower half of the one-mile radius. The degree of craving, however, is an undefined variable that changes pretty much with the direction of the wind. One moment, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups hold only moderate appeal; the next moment, they're more addictive than my morning coffee.
The ultimate question is, do you buy candy that you like so that you don't end up with a bunch of unwanted leftovers, or do you buy candy that you don't like so that you don't eat it all before the trick-or-treaters even knock on the door? Sorry. I shouldn't ask questions with my mouth full ... I buy candy I like.