Hey, everybody. Remember me?

I've got fall fever. It's going around, and I can't shake it off. At first, I thought it was due to the impending start of college football. Those that know me know how I love the college pigskin. But that wasn't really it, not entirely. Then I realized that it was fifteen years ago this fall that I went off to college. This gave me fall fever in a not-so-good way. But either way, it stuck with me. Why, oh why am I am so fall feverish?

I'll tell you why: heat. Hot, heated, flaming, sun-born heat. That's why.

Now, I know all of you in the 'traditionally' hot parts of the country may be a bit indignant about that statement, so let's try this. Everyone who has central air raise their hands.

Ah-ha!

I know you can't see me through the mighty inter-tubes, but my hand is not raised, I can assure you.

Someone decided that So-Cal, a place with the hap-hap-happiest weather in the country should go sans a/c. Oversight city. When it's 95 outside and 90 inside, it's no wonder I can't shake fall fever. I'd like to see you try it.