If you think I’m being too kind to Bechard in my previous post, I invite you to sit through this instead.

Thank you, all poets, philosophers and anarchists of the night. Thank you to colorful leaves falling from trees — colors that I dare not name because doing so would diminish the beauty they bestow upon me.

With apologies to Colin, whose joke this is, allow me to fill in some of the blanks. ORANGE! RED! BROWN! ORANGEY-BROWN! BURNT SIENNA! AUBURN! TAN! RUSSET! UMBER!

I hope that the beauty is not too terribly diminished.

Meanwhile: blah dumpster divers, blah red beans and rice, blah cultivating conversation over convenience (if hippies gave management consultancy seminars, that’d be a real winner - it’s so catchy!) blah. However, I must commend our reigning favorite columnist for getting in a mention of sleep. You just know that’s where he’s a viking.

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