the leaves hang on in a seaside town a little longer than the rest

well, thank christ it finally looks like fall out there. it was better earlier - the sky was wholly overcast, a smooth dull matte stainless steel with scudding ribbons of titanium. it set off the red of the burning bushes and the maple trees beautifully. windy, too - quite violently at times. it sounded nice. the wind has since died down, save a few occasional gusts, and the sun has since come out, which i find unpleasant, but i'll admit that a clear sky does better justice to the yellow poplars and the oaks. i finally noticed the falling of the leaves last night, coming down like snow in the streetlights. i like being able to crunch down the sidewalks and streets. it makes going out for a walk a tactile and sonic adventure.

i always think i like cold weather, and then it always turns cold, and then i always remember that i don't. not that i like hot weather either. or even warm. we seem to keep skipping over the cool fall weather, oscillating between Too Hot and Fucking Cold.

since the weather has finally decided to behave itself and act autumnal, today marks the opening of mix tape season. we're rockin it this year on the explodingdog tip: leave a comment with a suitably ambiguous or curious phrase, and you will recieve your CD in return. it might even have a picture on it.