The Autumnal Equinox and the cooling effect of no underwear

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I love fall.  It is perhaps my favorite time of the year.  I so like walking hand in hand with my loved one through the forest where the leaves weave a carpet of red and orange and brown.  We ever so gently tiptoe on the fallen pathway so clearly lit by the late evening sun and ponder life and where we’re going and where we’ve been.  It’s glorious and makes me love life.  And then we go for beer and get drunk and probably in a fight and bring up past discretions long gone (or seemingly so) and eat cheap Mexican food from Taco Bell.


But seriously, it’s a decent time of the year, right? Windows can be opened, drinks can be had on the veranda of your choice and the undies can be put away for a few months and you can let the boys air out and run free.  Am I lying to anyone here? I didn’t think so.

See, that’s part of the joy of fall.  One must fully embrace the change of the weather and with that the change in wardrobe.  In the winter one wears sweaters, coats, mufflers, boots, hand warmers, junk warmers, long johns, bun warmers, gloves and more junk warmers.  No one likes cold junk.

And here’s the thing…I love winter as well.  Spring is okay, summer is fine as I like to be hot but fall and winter are special.  It appears that I really like the extremes in temperatures and that would appear to be correct.

I think that if you ask my wife she’ll tell you that I like extremes in pretty much everything.  Everything.  Much to her extreme chagrin but there it is and I can live with it.

Except for food.   I hate fish.