It’s 6am and still dark outside.
Of course I noticed the days getting shorter some time ago.
It’s a humid 70 degrees outside. The highs this week are predicted to be in the 90s.
School starts (officially) for my son today, although I think for the high school and younger crowd it doesn’t start until next week.
Labor Day weekend is coming.
Doesn’t matter much to me, I will irk, as always.
I have to go get stuck by a vampire this morning.
My son started his History of Rock class. I feel for his generation, because at least I recognize some of the names and styles of music he is learning about. I know who Ella Fitzgerald, Louie Armstrong, John Phillip Sousa, and Benny Goodman are. While I can’t tell you the technical terms that make ragtime ragtime, or the blues the blues, or jazz jazz, I can recognize them and tell them apart.
He hasn’t got a clue.
It’s going to be a struggle for him I think, until the class gets into the 60s and 70s.
Time to get showered and dress and ready to leave.