Just saw some shocking news: the NY State Fair starts Thursday. Who cares? Well, I don’t, really, but around here, “Fair Week” (which is actually more like 12 days, and ends on Labor Day) signals the end of summer, shorter days, cool nights (which can’t start soon enough for me), and – most importantly, football. Before you know it, leaves will be dropping, and the snow will be flying. Fall is my favorite time of year (except for those short days), but somehow this always sneaks up on me (probably not as much as it sneaks up on Sue, though; unlike me, she’s gotta go back to school). Mondays have a tendency to sneak up on me, too. So I guess I better get ready for work.