Thoughts from the Eastern Time Zone…

Is there anything better than October in New England? Crystal clear days where you’re warm in the sun but chilled in the shade. The trees in various stages of color and losing their leaves. Today my brother, mom, dad, and me went up to Essex for fried clams and scallops. It was fantastic. And like the name of the business says, in New England it’s called “seafood”; everywhere else it’s just “fish”.

Hillary Clinton is an idiot. And once again come 2016 Democrats will discover how much of a reprehensible and obnoxious phony wretch she is and be begging someone – anyone – to challenge her so she’s not the their nominee for president.

We’re just days away from the last original Pink Floyd album to be released. Fitting that it be released this time of year, as I’ve always associated Pink Floyd’s music with the increasingly morbid and dreary days of late October and early November when you can really feel the seasons closing in – soon the clocks will be turned back and the folks doing the evening commute here will be plunged into darkness. Not much to look forward to after that except the Christmas holidays. Being where I am I can completely understand the desire of folks to pick up stakes and head to Florida for the winter; living in Arizona I have little desire to experience another New England winter. Ever.

But now that I know that the next Goodboys weekend in Vegas is scheduled for the weekend after Super Bowl I’m totally Jonesing and already starting to count the days down.