It’s that time of year again. Pick a window. Any window. What do you see?

Brad and Lydia Freeman

No one fainted. No one tripped. Except for the cake.

Pomp and Circumstance has played. Gov. Bredesen has spoken. Rolled pieces of paper have exchanged hands. Tassles have been swung to the other side. Somewhere down there are the 18 newest members of the Alpha Society. I know one of them.

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It’s T-Day and you know what that means. Grab a rake and head on over. There’s lots of gold and red and orange to go around. Actually forget the rake. The tractor handles them just fine. Thirty minutes and the yard will be spic and span.

A couple weeks ago, with Halloween fast approaching and black cat one not acting too much like he enjoyed being the only black cat in the manor, I headed to the closest cat adoption center. Waiting for me in cage #1 was the new black cat two. He’s adapted well to his new surroundings except for the brand of litter.

If you happened to be collecting candy in the neighborhood recently you might have wondered who the dude in the window was. Me too.