Rock The Vote

The leaves are changing colors and just as quickly, they are beginning to be blown off the trees from the strong westerly winds, combined with the breath of Jack Frost, coming presumably out of the North.
Football season is in full swing, but I must admit, while writing this post, I sit comfortably in my apartment dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. I understand it has already been snowing in other parts of the country. It is, afterall, the middle of October.
I have noticed that the hummingbirds have departed. The fluffy squirrels have been taunting my poor hound (type) dog, who truly believes he has the ability to run up the tree after them. The furry little nut collectors sit just far enough above Roscoe to peer over the side of the branch to laugh and laugh at him. "You can't catch me. Na. Na. Na. Bo. Bo." Now, you may think I am making this up about the squirrels, but I have witnessed them actually singing those words and I have seen a squirrel smile. They do. They laugh and they grin. Believe it.
So, I guess Fall is here, and whatever type of winter we will have is certainly on its way. I purchased the first Christmas present today, in my own disbelief. I have never been one to be prepared. Ever.
Ask my parents. They will confirm this fact.
Will it snow in the "Deep South" this year, I always wonder. Probably in April. That is usually when we see it, IF we see it.
Growing up about two miles or so from Lake Erie, and enjoying Lake effect snow in my youth, and attending Catholic school, while wearing those little pleated skirts, and walking to and from school, I have vivid memories of how miserable snowballs can be while volleyed through the air by the lovely well behaved Catholic boys who walked me home.
No. I don't miss the snow.
Elections are coming up soon, again in this state. And, not a moment too soon, I might add. I recently attended a Sheryl Crowe/John Mayer concert. While there, I was inspired by the fact that these artitst encouraged the crowd to go out and vote. If you don't vote, you have no right to complain when things stink. So, while we sang the songs together in the outdoor ampitheater, I truly believed that there was hope for this world. For this state. For the way things are. I was thinking about Bosnia, and Korea, and all of the money that goes into taking care of making sure that everybody feels that they have enough plutonium. While we pay rediculous prices for everything in order to make it, and have to listen to how all of these big companies make million dollars in surplus over and over again. And, knowing many of my friends have died in senseless wars, peacekeeping missions, and for what? You tell me.
I wish I was a rock n roll superstar. So, I could say, "Okay everybody, make sure whatever you do.....get out there and vote!" Before we know it, a new year will begin. Hopefully, next year things will be better for everybody, everywhere in the world. Anybody have that magic wand I can wave? It is my biggest dream.