Pretending you know what you're doing is almost the same as knowing...

This evening, as I was sitting in the living room, I smelled rain. That metallic, bitter, crisp smell that comes when it first starts to fall. It's a happy smell.

me
Rain washes memories off the sidewalk of life. - Woody Allen

Today everything had a yellow tint to it. Much like a lot of the 'hot' scenes in Oh Brother, Where art Thou?. I guess there are some fires up in Canadia, and the smoke is hitting the high atmosphere over Bawston, giving everything this yellow tint. It's somewhere between warm yellow and sickly yellow, depending on what sort of window dressing it's being filtered through.

Needless to say, it was a nice, mellow day.

me
Quite rightly...

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