This morning I left the apartment building a little later than usual, since it was Monday, and I was going to make a stop at my credit union. Only Monday and Thursday mornings, it's available to me. As I left the lobby, I was thinking about the filming of "Grimm", which was scheduled to be happening today, and wondering if I might catch sight of any of the actors -- none of whom speak to me in any particular way, but all of whom are familiar, and it would have been fun. I walked up to the bank, deposited the check and exchanged a few pleasantries with the teller, and then began walking back down Thurman to my bus stop. I was horrified to see a banner across the street, saying "Northwest Christmas Village" and several large street decoration-type Christmas decorations. There was even a Christmas tree lot, with hot chocolate stand set up in a parking lot. I fumed! It isn't even Hallowe'en yet, it's barely October! What the hell? And why, in Northwest, has this sort of small-town silliness taken hold? And so early!
And so forth and so on. Until I saw the enormous floodlights and the camera truck. And I had just been thinking about "Grimm", too! Heavens.