Friday, September 29, 2006

I'll Sing You This October Song

Okay--it isn't October for two more days, but this is what it feels like: milky chill in the evening, oak leaves barely bronzed here and there, and roses cast one last smattering of blooms before retreating into drabby deadlookingness for the next six months. Thanks for everything, guys; I'll miss you. Stan secures the perimeter.

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