Do you notice, every morning, how it’s a little more comfortable when you step outside? How it’s always a little cooler in the evenings than it was the day before? Have you caught yourself waking up at 3 in the morning and thinking, “Man, I should turn that AC back tomorrow,” before pulling the covers up a little higher?

Do you see it?

Do you notice the trees, how their leaves are starting to turn a little more pale, a little drier, every day? Have you noticed the condensation on your windshield when you leave for work? Have you discovered that every morning, it’s a little darker out when you leave, and how, when you come home, the sun’s not quite as high in the sky as it was the day before? Have you looked up at the clouds lately and thought, “Those clouds look exactly like the clouds before a snowstorm”?

Do you hear it?

Have you stopped recently to listen to the bees and other bugs buzzing, only to find they’re not buzzing so much anymore? Have you heard how even the crickets at night seem to sing a little deeper, a little more subdued? Have you heard the breeze in the trees, how it sounds a little crisper, a little harder?

Do you get it?

Football season has started. NFL training camp’s closed, preseason’s under way. High schools are lining up and starting practices. Fantasy leagues are forming now. And you’re reading one happy blogger, because the drought of summer is over, and now is the time when large sweating men strap on pads and helmets and meet on the field of battle to knock each other silly for three and a half hours.

It doesn’t get better. The commercials have already started. I laughed myself silly at Subway last week - perhaps you’ve seen the commercial. Perhaps, like me, you saw the punchline (”…because your Monday morning can’t touch this…”) coming from a mile away, complete with bells, whistles, and fireworks to proclaim it’s pending arrival. And perhaps, like me, you laughed hysterically anyway. Then, perhaps, you remembered all the great “It must be Football Season” commercials from Southwest Airlines, like the “I’m open” one or the fieldgoal-kicking shoe customer. Yeah, you know what I’m talking about.

Fall’s coming. Football’s coming. Are you ready?

1. Title: Strength For Today
   • URL: http://strengthfortoday.wordpress.com
   • Author: Diane Heeney

Diane and 200 or so more bloggers connected to Bob Jones University can be found at The List.

I’d update on my life but nothing’s really all that interesting by way of updates. The New Roomie (the previous Roomie up and got married, which would have strained the current living situation a little) upgraded himself to a 32″ Samsung and a PS3, which means CoD4, Blu-Ray, and digital TV. Neither he nor I are particularly interested in DirecTV or anything we have to pay for, really, so we’re sticking with broadcast for now…when we actually watch it.

So, blogs. Got another four to add to The List: the husband-wife tag-team of Matt and Lee Jury, Mark “The Immovable Object” Smith, and Brian “The Irresistible Force” Buda.

1. Title: EvidentLee
   • URL: http://evidentlee.wordpress.com/
   • Author: Lee Jury
2. Title: Life is Worship
   • URL: http://lifeisworship.wordpress.com/
   • Author: Matt Jury
3. Title: budaful music
   • URL: http://budafulmusic.edublogs.org/
   • Author: Brian Buda
4. Title: Just Cognitizing
   • URL: http://www.justcognitizing.blogspot.com
   • Author: Mark Smith

I was with some friends at Red Robin this afternoon, celebrating the life and times of one Peter Crane, who will be heading back to greener mountains in Vermont this weekend.* The food was great…the service, not so much. We had to flag a second waiter to bring extra fries, and our original waiter never noticed that my “bottomless” drink had found bottom and was sitting, bottomed out, for quite some time. Not that he could have seen it, because after bringing our food he dropped off the face of the planet. Not only that, but once he returned I had to ask twice for a refill. So I was calculating the minimum tip I could give without being rude (always the firm believer in leaving a tip, however small, no matter what), when he came by again, this time with the clutch question:

“Would you like one to go?”

Now, I know they always offer to-go drink topoffs at RR. But usually it’s only soda; and in fact I asked for a Coke, thinking there’s no way he would bring a Blueberry Pomegranate Limeade to go. But sure enough, he brought out one overflowing with red, white, and blue goodness. I looked at Brad and he shrugged and said, simply, “Clutch.” And it was. His tip went from bare minimum back to standard 20% rounded up to the nearest convenient dollar increment. Why? Because that’s clutch. Because that’s bottom-of-the-ninth, 11th-hour, buzzer-beating clutch, that’s why.

* Did you see what I did there?

All that to say, things have been quiet around here, with the exception of that HCSB thread that keeps getting traffic on a consistent basis. To all who have commented - you should be receiving yours shortly. My source apologizes for the delay.

And what back-from-the-grave update would be complete without a notification that more bloggers have been added to the list? Check this out:

1. Title: GraceFlow
   • URL: http://www.graceflow.org
   • Author: J. D. Coleman
2. Title: The Mercied
   • URL: http://themercied.blogspot.com/
   • Author: Rebecca Phillips
3. Title: The Confessing Historian
   • URL: http://timtaylor.edublogs.org/
   • Author: Tim Taylor
4. Title: One Little Hour
   • URL: http://paulmatzko.edublogs.org
   • Author: Paul Matzko
5. Title: Cafe Biblia
   • URL: http://www.CafeBiblia.com
   • Author: Craig Johnson