
Its Fall - and Fall is good. Evanston becomes this utopia of beauty from the end of September to early November. You can't drive to our place without spending blocks under tree-covered streets.

Lake Michigan remains off the hook in the Fall. It takes on crazy blues and icy cold, evil greys.

Until it gets ridiculously cold, Caitlin and I are taking many a walk. This includes a Sunday morning jaunt to Northwestern's campus. Yo Chi, sup B?

I was going to start a company called "Homegas 4 Life" but someone beat me to the punch. They are advertising strategically on rocks.

I get the desire to do this about once a year, and then I spend hours digging leaves out of my butt cheeks. Thank you Fall for populating my crevices deep with debris.
3 comments:
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Thanks for the update on your butt cheeks. That's one of those topics everyone wonders about, but no one wants to ask.
Ahhhh... the crevases.
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