We have reached the ’Ber months of 2026.
It might be the
meteorological start of autumn, but September is beginning with a Gold Bond alert.
Why in the hell would I
quote Scotty Fitz talking about the crispness of fall when it is going to be in
the nineties today?
The Grabber section has three
important dates on our autumnal schedule.
One is the day we dress up
like ghosts and vampires. One is the day we remember the veterans who fought
for the liberty and freedom we woke up with this morning. The last is the day
we give thanks for everything we have and the opportunity to argue with
relatives about politics and football while somebody asks who wants another
piece of pie.
So, reach into the sweater drawer and
pull out the gusto and astonishment.
The sweater can stay there for now.
Powder up, Chalkheads. September has arrived.
