It's October 13th. There's a definite fall chill in the air this morning. I know from watching the weather on last nights news show that today is suppose to be a near perfect fall day. Sunny and in the lower seventies. Here in my adopted homeland that's not an unusual occurrence this time of year. Fall can ramble on here well into November.
Having grown up in the Chicago area, I remember that this time of year usually signaled first snowfall. For us as children this was an exciting time of year. Halloween. Thanksgiving. CHRISTMAS!!! Trick or treating. Snowball fights. Sled hills. Turkey with all the fixin's. NEW TOYS!!!
It's funny how one's perspective on this time of year changes with age. Don't get me wrong, I still love this time of year. Just not for the same reasons. Halloween. I can hardly afford food on my own table these days. I have to buy bags of candy for these costumed juvenile delinquents! Thanksgiving. I have type 2 diabetes. Can't eat like I use to. I go for that second piece of pumpkin pie and get my hand slapped by my beautiful young bride. Christmas. Five kids. Three kids-in-law. Five grandchildren. Need I say more! Snow. That's where the good comes in. Here in the south we don't see first snowfall until late December, early January. And as far as I'm concerned, if I never saw a flake again, it wouldn't break my heart. Yes, fall is a slow moving season here in the south. Just the way I like it.
But it's October 13th. Tuesday. New music release day. Two weeks before Halloween. On Tuesday's my regular routine is I arise, turn and grab my iPhone off it's charging cradle next to my bed to check out new music in the iTunes store. Look! New Bob Dylan! Let's check that out!! Tap on the first track to listen to the sample. "Here Comes Santa Claus"!
Oh, that's just so wrong in so many different ways!
