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My cat's belly is heaving; she's near-comatose but twitching, her tail keeping a lazy beat on the tabletop. She, like the rest of the animals, can tell that the end of summer is creeping. The air feels different, crisper and easier to walk through. My bike seems to ride faster, like it's chilly and wants to get where it's going sooner, not later. There are leaves on the ground.



I'm getting ahead of myself. It's supposed to be +29 the day after next.

I've just discovered Mary Robison, thanks to Leah. She brought home a book of Robison's collected works today and I am blown away by her abilty to say so much with so few words. I sometimes forget just how efficient language can get - or as my friend Greg would say, 'there is much to be said for brevity.'

el oh el.

I don't have much to say. Some amazing bands were seen. Others are yet to come.

Edit: This just in - Amazing photos of said AIDSWolf show.

I leave you with this...




...and a request: I want to hear how everyone's summer has been, WITH a rating on a scale from A to 7.


....and.....GO!