Fall is here. Brisk mornings, clear skies... and nothing else that's really changed. For this is Texas, and the leaves don't ever change color, they just fall off sometime right before Christmas. Sometime during that one week of proper cold weather we have. Happily though, I've never been a fan of cold weather. I'm a fan of high-70's weather and sunny skies, with just a hint of a breeze. And I'm a fan of outdoor swimming pools and lounging in the grass. And reading on the rooftop, or playing guitar on a fencepost. And trick-or-treating, and dressing up, and jack-o-lantern's, and all things generally considered Halloweenish. And I like that Halloween's called a holiday. 'Cause it's not. It's anything but holy. Which is why I shall dress up as Pope John-Paul, find two friends to go as George and Ringo, and be the Beatles for Halloween this year. Restore some holiness. Wanna come with?
I like dropping portions of prepositional phrases. And I like pens. But I hate pencils, and I hate losing my pens and being forced to use pencils. Which is why you're supposed to always keep a pen in your backpocket.
Everybody knows that.
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