Ch-ch-ch-changes
I’m already starting to feel it. Those creepy stirrings that usually don’t come on till sometime in mid-September, mixed with an urge to proceed with the annual watching of Salem’s Lot. I’m not sure why it’s come over me so early this year, possibly has to do with something I read yesterday about all these solar bursts having the effect of speeding up time, affecting the gravity of the planet, and well, basically changing us.
Come on, I’m thinking. Change us. We could certainly use some freshening up, and some of us it wouldn’t hurt just to scrap what’s there and start all over again. I’m all for change, dammit. Just don’t change me into this:
At least not until sometime in October.
S. K. Epperson 
It’s still hot as hades down in Texas. I keep wondering if it’s going to stay this way the rest of the year. That little pardon of cool always changes things for me. This year, I really wonder if it’s coming.
Yup, it’s still blazing hot and I can’t really say why I felt ‘the creep’. Maybe it was standing in line at the grocery store and seeing the Halloween cupcakes on the cover of Woman’s Day magazine. :) Damned candy corn gets me every time.