There’s a lot to be sad about these days.

I know November and December aren’t here yet, and we aren’t even close to Halloween but allow me to say, HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Because next week is the 37th holiest day of the year.

Monday through Friday, I’m good with a bowl of cereal for breakfast. The Kashi kind preferably. Ooooh, look at me I’m healthy.

I hate this time of year. The warm breezes turn into pleasant cool winds that relieve us from the Summer heat. I hate this time of year. The trees start their symphony of fall color, ending with a crescendo of vibrant reds, oranges, and glowing yellows.

I’m Chris Davis. I’ve been Chris Davis for as long as I can remember. Maybe even longer. Although I’m the only Chris Davis in my family, circle of friends and neighborhood, I realize there are others in the world that bear my name as well.

To quote Mighty Mouse, “Here I come to save the day!” Birmingham, like many cities across America, has it’s good days and it’s bad. I want to help. I can help. And I will help!

I’m writing this mere hours before I go vote for mayor. Again. I mean, seriously, how many mayoral elections are we going to have? The reign of Miss Alabama lasts longer than a mayoral term in this city.

This town ain’t big enough for the both of us,” is something you’d hear one cowboy say to another in an old shoot’-em-up western movie.

We know the job market is bleak all over the country, and Birmingham is certainly not immune. The last I checked, the unemployment rate in Birmingham was hovering around 9.3 percent. Feel free to double check that number, since I’m no accountant.

When Mick Jagger sang “Gimme Shelter” back in 1969, I strongly doubt it was about finding a decent apartment in Birmingham. But, if you are searching for rental properties in our fair city, it wouldn’t hurt to have it playing in the background. It’s a catchy-ass tune.