…and I started to rake the leaves.  But got distracted.

…a different pair of sunglasses for every summer. And they eventually become a bit iconic. I usually end up taking photos of just the glasses, on their own, everywhere I go. A few years back, it was a different hat for every summer. But hats are cumbersome.

I’m thinking about not retiring this years glasses quite yet. Lets see if they can make it to next summer, eh?

These fools will mess you up. MESS. YOU. UP!

But first they will make you dance.  Give you alotta  HIP for your HOP!  White boys living in Provo can still put a good collab together once in a while.

Check out their REVERBNATION page, and become a fan on BookFace.

…Seriously.

…colors me, drives me, calms and excites me.  And then once it’s quiet the truths sink in.

Which may/may not be a bad situation.   It’s when I turn the music off and shut my trap that I get the timely swift kick in the rear.  Being a nostalgic person doesn’t always have its perks.

On an unrelated thought, has everyone seen “(500) Days of Summer”? I haven’t yet but have been in love with the soundtrack and the trailer for a month.  Apparently avoiding the theater wasn’t my brilliant idea of the summer.  Now I must wait wait wait to see the film.

“This is a story of Boy meets Girl…this is *not* a love story.”

I hope you are enjoying the warmth of the sun while the breezes send a cooler kiss your way this fine afternoon.