the sloppy copy

Oooooooh, how ’bout this background, eh? Had I more knowledge of CSS it’d be a little different but it’ll do for now.

Like how I made myself sound like I knew what I was talking about? Guess what! I don’t! I don’t even know if what I just said made sense. I don’t know what CSS is, other than the fact that I clicked on a link labelled as such. Then there was a whole lotta shit I didn’t think was wise to alter. So this current theme will remain as-is.

Ain’t technology fan-fucking-tastic?

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The smell of smoke woke me this morning, immediately followed by the bleat of a Smoke Detector. And yet, I remained tucked snugly into my bed, enveloped in a cozy quilt cocoon. See, today was the first day – ever! – that we’ve used the furnace, and the collected layers of filth lining our home’s air ducts doth protested when met with the blast of gas-powered heat being forced through. The result was not unlike what I imagine happens when a thrombolytic is forced through a stroke victim. Except that it reeked, and no one’s life was saved.

I love autumn. I love so many things about the season. I even love the name we’ve given this time of year: Autumn. The perfect balance of consonants and vowels. The more-dramatic sounding Fall is okay, yes. But Autumn so richly connotes much more: the changing leaves, the carved pumpkins, the fuzzy sweaters and the woolen socks. Mmmmmmm. Autumn.

My brother has made a permanent neural association between Counting Crows and Autumn. And really, I can’t blame him. “A Long December” is Autumn to me. I don’t know why. It just is, despite having the winter-iest month in its title.

Some of my friends have been posting our favorite October things on a message board, and here’s what we’ve got so far:
Fall!
Playoff season!
Hockey season!
Halloween!
Hot apple cider!
Sweaters and hoodies!
leaves changing color!
that smoky smell in the air in the evenings!
Football!
Gourds!
Indian corn!
Pumpkin pie!
Leather boots!
Knee socks and tights!
Soups and Stews and Chili!
Sleeping snugly at night with the window open and a cozy comforter on the bed!
Baking cookies!

See? How is this not the greatest season ever?

Until Winter officially gets here and I fall in love all over again.