I Love Fall
Fall has always been my favorite time of the year . . . relief from the oppressive heat and humidity of summer, the fragrance of aging fallen leaves, visits to local cider mills for fresh Michigan apples, my favorite holiday Halloween and of course football.
See the tree here in the picture? It's my "Go Blue!" tree in honor of my University of Michigan Wolverines beginning another fall campaign soon. This tree sits on a file cabinet at my place of work. Last year I won this little Christmas tree at our employee Christmas party so I've been re-decorating it each season. Now it's decorated for football season.
My tree doesn't go over too well with my boss (he's already moved it once). He's a Michigan State fan. His tackboard here at work has clippings from an early season upset that my Wolverines suffered almost a year ago. And the clippings are still there a year later as you can see in the picture below.
Since I'm a building fire marshal, I declared his tackboard to be in violation of the fire code--the old newspaper having become tinder dry to the point that it's an obvious incendiary hazard. He ignores my order to take it down. I've complained that I no longer feel safe working here. Still he refuses to take it down. My next step is OSHA, I guess.
Maybe if his Michigan State team does better this year he might at least replace some of these clippings with articles reporting on the success of the MSU Spartans. But I honestly don't see that happening.
Tonight is my family's fantasy football draft. Last season ended in controversy. I was in first place in our ten-team league at the end of the season, but my brother (he occasionally posts here as "the enforcer") who finished in last place and out of the play-offs, traded his top fantasy running back Ladainian Tomlinson to my youngest brother who then won first place in the play-offs. Always ganging up on me they are.
This year our family league commissioner has changed the trade rules to avoid a repeat of that. It helps that the commissioner is Scott, my youngest son. Heh, heh.
Yep, I just love fall.