a week old but

Fall. Favorite time of the year hands down.  the mornings get colder, the days get shorter.  Ah, football, the rebs, the grove, seeing your breath, getting too cold to wear my chacos but i still do to the point of near frostbite.  the dog showing you it knows when your cold.  Spending fall in oxford is just about a good as a place as anywhere.  golden-yellow-red trees its like nature's tyedye.  find yourself at the top of thacker mountain this time of year and take in the view and try not to cry.  while i'm talking all nature-y im about to go on a small rant.  rebels and grovers we need to do a much better job of cleaning up the beautiful grove we are so lucky to be able to spend time in.  it doesnt take much effort to pick up your shit that you leave around the tent area.  yea, there are garbage cans but walking through the grove on the way to class today i found the following: broken bottles, beer bottle tops, pom-poms, a pile of CHICKEN BONES, tickets, tent stakes.  i mean come on people the grove is a privelege we all get to share and enjoy.  lets pick our shit up.  not saying my tent space is spotless clean but should be  a continuous group effort.  done with my rant.  as it begins to cool off slowly i break out the pants and maybe a few light jackets. it's not that cold yet people.  yes this is MIssissippi, but if your freaking out so much about it being 55 degrees that you wear a ski jacket to class then you've got a hard winter ahead of you, and they say its gonna be a rough one.