I don’t know when Fall officially begins and I’m far too lazy to google it. But what I do know is that you can buy your cat some devil ears for his Halloween costume at Target and order a Pumpkin Spice Latte at Starbucks, so it must be Fall. Yes, I base season beginnings on store offerings versus actual official dates chosen by God or some scientist. Or worse — a politician. ๐ It’s not completely my fault either. LA is fairly season-less. I mean in Minnesota you knew it was winter when it was 80 below and a whiteout.
My Proudly, Unpopular Opinions
There are many things I like about blogging, including making new buddies. I also deeply appreciate that my buddies write great posts that I can steal. Borrow. I meant borrow. Mostly. ๐ In fairness, my blog might be an abyss of nothingness if it weren’t for the creativity of my buddies and their coolness in not creating a fuss when I steal/borrow their posts.