Fine. Bye.

Well, even though less than a week ago I was basking in 70 degree November afternoons, given the storm that just took the Salt Lake Valley to the woodshed this weekend, it's time to finally say goodbye to summer and balmy fall.....

You showed us a good time, Summer. I miss you already. Try not to be late next year, it puts me in a mood.

What scares me the most about the presidential election....

...isn't that Obama will win and all of a sudden turn into the Muslim anti-christ and rule the country like Stalin....

.... and it isn't that Romney will win and bring back serfdom and forced sterilization.

It was a girl in her early to mid-20s who Toad and I had come across while not purchasing brownies and Mrs. Fields in Fashion Place Mall. We had voted that day and still had the "I Voted Early" stickers slapped on our shoulders. (Poll greeters were exceptionally lively that day and didn't mind getting up in your grill to put the sticker on).

"Who'd you vote for?!" she asked with baffling enthusiasm.

"In which race?"

"Ummmm, ya know," she said with a vacant yet deer in the headlights stare. "The election thing."



Mother of mercy.