Autumn Weather v1.0

It may not be autumn by the calendar but it is now beautiful fall weather. It has just turned the last two days, turned from a summer of heat and unbearable humidity with little rain to sunshine crisp days in the upper seventies and the fifties at night. The trees are still green and the grass is brown from lack of rain. But yesterday we turned off the air conditioner, hopefully for the year and opened windows. Although we had to sleep in the north bedroom, a cool breeze blew in all night.
The city had repaired the sidewalk on the east side of the house earlier in the summer; they finally returned and planted grass seed which we have to water each day. The catch basin that collects the run-off from our subdivision is very low, at most only a few feet deep. The algae laden surface has given way to tall aquatic weeds that are blooming. The banks are growing up with willows and tall grasses. It actually looks natural. Probably as soon as the homeowners association sees it looking so nice they will insist on ripping it out and lay more concrete.
Now that fall is almost upon us, this short interval between the heat of summer and the barren cold of winter will give me a little respite to do some late season boating, camping and bicycling.

First Friday Review

Why First Friday Sucks
And
Is Destined to Die


INDEX KEY
BEFORE: The many times I have visited the crossroads on a First Friday promotion night.
AFTER: September, 8, 2007

Before: Lots of exotically weirdo people on the street. Men in prom dresses, women with pancake makeup and pinafores... What I call the artsy fartsy crowd. It was people worth associating with.
After: They all look like they just drove in from Johnson County, Kansas.


Before: The weirdest, most bizarre “art” I have ever seen. Who could even think of this?
After: Sofa paintings.

Before: A leisure martini at the City Tavern bar, followed by oyster stew, a dozen raw oysters on the half shell and a bottle of good red wine.
After: Can’t serve “food” at the bar on first Fridays.

Note: Go fuck yourself. The same little ferret of a bartender that has served me for years and gladly taken my big tips: take this last tip and stuff it up your ass.

Addendum Note to Whom Runs City Tavern:
You need to get fresher fish. In fact you need fresh everything. Getting the fish off Price Choppers frozen shelf just isn’t a fresh catch. I could have opened a can of Campbell’s fresher than the chowder you served me.

The End of Summer

Summer is ending and it is time to get back to school.

I have returned after a summer of total debauchery in which I completely over indulged in hedonism and failed to accomplish any of the professional goals that I had set for myself. Now back to the rat race again.

However I am glad to be back even though I hate to see the summer end and I didn’t reach any of my goals that I set for myself. It always feels good to begin a new year. I like beginnings. The goals ahead for this term are the usual to do the best at my professional job and outside of my job to lead a more active and positive life to explore the world.

Blogging wise I will try to hone my writing skills. Posting more often hopefully with more authenticity and interest. Something someone may want to read?

And photography has always been a hobby of mine and I would like to get more involved.

Here is to a great year!