The weather forecasters were wrong...once again. Just as I was getting ready to ride home, the sky split open and rain poured down. I decided to wait it out and was rewarded about 12 minutes later with dry skies and a pleasant spin home. Hey, at least it isn't like the east coast where it floods all the time and seems to rain like CRAZY every summer. That would annoy me to no end. Plus, then how would this little guy get his nuts to eat?



Last night we went to a going away party for the President of the cycling club, she's moving to Louisiana for a job. Culture shock!