September 20th, 2016

autumn hibiya

You painted the leaves in July

That's when you had a reason
Now you watch as they fall from the sky
They're touching down for the season

Never knew that The Boys of Autumn was Canadian, *or* a one-hit wonder. (The sound on that clip is pretty bad as well.) But it's such a September song, perfect for these last (maybe) splendid warm days. Like much of this summer, the heat is a disconcertingly pleasant one, soft against one's skin, energizing. September warmth in tandem with fall allergies usually makes me a zombie.

Ah well, they say, as they've said for the last eight weeks, that it will be much much cooler in a few days.
woxin_snow

Gli enigmi sono tre, la morte è una!

This post, on my DW reading page, makes me feel a lot happier about the state of Brexit- rather as Vice-Fearless Leader, when Lehman Brothers was going under, wandered around happily indulging in investment bank slash. "Lehman, the icy empress uke, had long scorned advances by all his suitors, but is now forced by reduced circumstance to entertain indecent proposals from the lecherous seme Bank of America, and the urbane playboy Barclay." A useful lens through which to view a world-shaking clusterfuck.