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Sometimes, what you can't see can hurt you. Yes, I am talking

‘Twas the night before Fiscal Cliff, and throughout the land,

The Santa Clara Valley Water District understands the

Don't you just love autumn? That certain nip in the air; the sun-washed fields of large, orange globes soon to be reborn as ghoulish characters dwelling on front porches; golden leaves falling from trees to be blown away by the wind; my extra thick and creamy pumpkin facial masque.

The Board of Education of Morgan Hill has placed a measure on

Repeat after me… "I love summer. I love heat. I love summer. I love heat. I love…" Oh, for heaven's sake – it's Hot outside!

This may sound a bit trite and un-American at election time, but where in the world is Dan Rather when we need him? Grand marshaling the culmination of campaign races across the country, Rather was the embodiment of election night returns. We voters did our thing, visiting polling places or mailing in absentee ballots because if "you don't vote, you don't get to whine," but – love him or loathe him – the real question was:" What time does Dan hit the airwaves?" For me, Dan Rather was the Dick Clark of Election Night.

The rain shouldn't fool us. It's spring; proms are upon us; graduation is coming very soon; and the carefree days of summer are just around the corner. Last year's debacle in Monterey for some Live Oak students should be very much on our minds as we see our teens head out for some of the most memorable evenings of their lives.