The Usual Madness
Today i made the mistake of driving through the downtown area. No one told me that this would involve quite so much local culture. My forty-minute navigation of the Alltel area featured flag-waving armies of people painted orange, entire caravans of Bulldawg-red pickup trucks, and at least one well-dressed middle-aged man standing on a street corner with a large hand-lettered sign that read I NEED TICKETS. Apparently, this happens every year. Although there is one new feature for 2006 - a "student safety zone" for revelers in need of directions, bottled water, or a quiet place to vomit. (Handy FAQ on the city's website: "Will I be arrested if I show up drunk?") No fatalities so far this year, which is also something new. Well, the night is yet young.
In other news, it's fall, and the leaves are not changing colors. No one told me about this either. Fortunately, K. is off in Gainesville for the weekend becoming a doula, so i have lots of time to think about these things. But these are trees, yes? With leaves? What kind of state is this? There are plenty of dead leaves on the ground, but the transition process is unclear. As far as i can tell, they basically just turn brown and fall off when no one is looking. The trees stay just as green as they've been all year. There doesn't seem to be much point to it all, really. Plus, the leaves on the ground make entirely the wrong noise when you walk through them. All in all, it's very disillusioning. Go Bulldogs.