Keep getting surprised

Didn't know I'd get spam in the comments section. Huh. Had someone asking if I wanted stone vases. No, really, that's okay.

Passed a long military/police caravan going south on the connector following a bus with the words "evacuation center" on it. Seriously long, like with at least 15 vehicles with sirens. Reminded me of returning to work after 9/11: just this sinking feeling of oh, that's what life is like now, huh? (I still worked in the Saatchi building on Hudson / Houston, across the street from an INS building. I remember having to show ID to cross the police barrier and even then I had to take the long way around to my building. I remember that we all jumped with every siren.)

There was a bit of a nip in the air this morning. Used to be the most amazing feeling in the world: the first nip (yeah, I'm sure there's a bit of a joke there but I am calling it a nip anyway) after a long summer. Now it always kind of reminds me of 9/11 as everyone says that that day was that gorgeous September first nip day. Now, somehow, I think it's gonna be a reminder of Katrina as well.

I love September. Now it makes me sad.