Another later than usual post. Not that you’d know unless I told you. And who are you anyway? Nah, I’m just kidding. But it’s after 10 PM and I do try to post earlier than that. But here we are, Tempus fugit. It was a cooler day, weather-wise as well as at work.

Most of the office was working from home so hardly anyone was at their desks. The worst part of the day was when I was at lunch. Back on Thomas Street, sitting on a wall enjoying a cigar when I felt something his the back of my neck and down my shirt.

I had an idea what it was. A lantern fly. For the past 2 years, the general public has been instructed to kill them on sight. I hoped I was wrong and I imagined that I could feel it under my shirt. Being modest I unbuttoned my shirt and shook it loose.

I didn’t see it fall out but a moment later I saw a lantern fly on the sidewalk in front of me. I justified the killing of the lantern fly by reasoning that it invaded my space.

At one point last year, Bill and I were walking in Jersey City and they were greatly attracted to him. For me, it’s usually big-ass flies when I am at Sandy Hook. They are drawn to me. They do not bother anyone else that I’m with. Just me.

They bite and draw blood. I have to add OFF to the sunscreen.

I had an idea about a guy who gets bitten by a lantern fly and starts eating all the things that lantern flies eat, endangering the local flora. That’s all I got. Not a bad idea for a 15-minute walk from Thomas to Murray Streets.

I saw a guy that reminded me of my father. It was a bit unnerving and I thought of Six Feet Under’s finale. A few times, before the major characters died, they saw someone from their past. That was the unnerving part, was that my father? Was I about to die?

Obviously, I did not.

Bill came home today and that was good. We were watching A Room With A View, in honor of Maggie Smith who died today, or at least her death was announced. When I found out, I said ‘Aw’.

The weather forecast is calling for rain tomorrow, so no bike riding. It could all change of course. The meteorologists are generally wrong half the time. Not bad work if you can get it. It’s been overcast the past few days.

This is what autumn is. Every year. I can’t believe people actually wish for this weather. It’s a drag. Give me spring and summer. I find winter to be troublesome. I have fallen too many times. It’s fun when you’re a kid, but as one goes through life, the laughs turn into groans.

Very much like the groan you have just emitted after reading this post.