We have one local station that goes off the air at midnight on weekends. They play the anthem, then put the weather radar display up for five hours.
The networks still do fall preview shows, our local affiliates seem to show them at times when only I am watching. Damn insomnia.
My town still puts the street lights on blink on the main streets. As run down as the downtown is, it’s a little spooky.
My Dad (especially lately)
Chili-lime buffalo wings from the Wal-Mart deli.
Pop music on AM radio. Hell, music on AM radio.
Tuesday night discounts at the local theatre.
The Red House Book Store - a ratty looking building filled with all kinds of used books. Run by a woman, who apparently read everything ever written in English. You would always walk out with tons of books, and tons more that you wanted. No other used bookstore compares.
Old movies on late night TV.
My last two dogs.
The first crisp wind of fall burning your lungs with cold air. We’ve had mild autumns for so long now, haven’t felt it in five years. Made me feel alive.
That pair of khaki shorts that women said I looked good in.
My high school algebra teacher’s legs. A total bitch, but damn, what a pair of gams!
Got me all misty-eyed, but I’ll probably be back with more…