I love and hate this time of year. I love it because autumn is hovering juuust around the bend, and you can feel Halloween's orange black starting to lightly color the edges of each day. The Dollar Store already has Halloween tchotchkes out, no doubt painted lovingly in lead, and if you look you can see Halloween candy starting to ooze into the holiday sections of a lot of grocery stores.
I hate this time of year because I want to start wearing long pants and hoodies, and when if I'm stupid enough to do so, I promptly burst into flames. But it's lovely and cool at night, and that makes it a hell of a lot easier to sleep.
This is a really, really boring article. You know what? I'm just gonna end it with one pertinent point: Mike over at the Cadaver lab sent Cins and I both a copy of Death Bed. Expect pain and a review, probably at the same time!
Now for some real horror, here's a picture of an ad for an escort service I found in my local phone book. Small town my ass!
