Saying yes...: Waking up in a different place

September 01, 2010

Waking up in a different place

If the year were a stairway, the step between August and September always seems like it's at least 3 times as big. I never make a smooth mental transition into September like I do most of the other months. My mind always trips.

Posted at 07:28 AM in Observations, Whatever | Permalink

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Sleeping just interferes with beneficial hallucinations.

Don't get carried away.
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | September 01, 2010 at 07:54 AM

Isn't that a Styx song?

Why, yes, yes it is!
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | September 01, 2010 at 08:36 AM

If the year were a stairway, one of the cats would throw up on the fifth step

Posted by: herr doktor bimler | September 01, 2010 at 03:13 PM

I have often thought that it would be good if someone made a hot-air balloon in the shape of a series of steps. Then people on the ground would be pointing up while it floated overhead, asking "What the hell is that!", and I would able to say "Ha ha, it's a flight of stairs".

Posted by: herr doktor bimler | September 01, 2010 at 05:41 PM

HDB is banned.

IF that is his real name!
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Posted by: ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© | September 01, 2010 at 08:34 PM

Waking up In A different place?

Sounds like college days.

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | September 01, 2010 at 10:25 PM

No Neil Diamond love?

Posted by: fish | September 02, 2010 at 08:04 AM

No, not for that one. I'll give Neil some love for others, but not that one.

Posted by: Jennifer | September 02, 2010 at 08:24 AM

Jennifer, I've been thinking about your stairs analogy, thinking I'm never as jarred by the Aug to Sept transition. Then this morning, I was out on our deck and looked up -- and my favorite tree is turning yellow already! It's seriously like someone flipped a switch.

I experienced a mind trip! And thought of you immediately.

Posted by: blue girl | September 02, 2010 at 10:40 AM

BG- it's the mental thing for me... that change from August, so mentally a summer month, into the ber (or brrr) months. I know things are changing on a physical level- leaves sound different in August, zinnias get mildewy, cicadas are LOUD, but I can still think it's summer. When I hear "September", I know we're in the last stretch of the year.

I haven't noticed much tree color-change around here other than that caused by not enough rain. Maybe yours is the same. Although fall is my favorite season, I'm not ready for leafless trees yet!

Could this comment be ANY LONGER? :)

Posted by: Jennifer | September 02, 2010 at 10:52 AM

Oh, I can't wait until there's a wonderful nip in the air and the snow is flying. Thanks for putting me in a winter state of mind!

Posted by: Snag | September 02, 2010 at 11:27 AM

How much more time until Summerfest?

Posted by: zombie rotten mcdonald | September 02, 2010 at 01:58 PM

lol @ Snag. :)

Posted by: blue girl | September 03, 2010 at 05:28 AM

For me, it's a wonderful, exhilerating slide from the end of summer to the start of the NFL season. Sundays will become meaningful again.

Posted by: Brando | September 03, 2010 at 02:04 PM

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