I do believe it's finally Fall in the Bluegrass. Today was gorgeous. Weather forecasters have issued our first frost advisory for tonight. I switched on the heat at home, although it's not cool enough for it to kick in yet; I've gotten too old to wake up freezing because it was still warm the day before.

I went on my first hunt of the season today, which unfortunately ended with the season's first trip to the equine ER. I sure hope that's not an omen. I suspect my mother cast a hex on me. Last night she threatened to disown me if I hunt next Sunday instead of going to the local anti-war rally. Arthur's injury isn't very serious, but it's probably enough to keep us out of the hunt field for a week, so maybe I'll go preach peace.

Speaking of anti-war rallies, I see France had a bunch of them yesterday. Thousands of people in Paris, and smaller crowds in thirty other cities. I know W doesn't give a damn what citizens in other countries think; he doesn't even give a damn what his own citizens (and own advisers) think. But at least he won't be able to tell us he's acting with international support ... well, actually, he probably will tell us that, but there will be plenty of obvious contradiction.

Wow ... just looked at today's Doonesbury. One line just jumps out at you: "In one year, Bush has transformed worldwide sympathy toward America into universal resentment". That's what should be scaring people.