
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.
 
 
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Please check for ticks
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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