At least it's not a clown

Disconcerting can, but a damn tasty IPA.

Lemony

Prune hand from very wet gloves. Race called for lightning, which I still haven't seen. I'm tallying it as a moist 20-mile long run. That's how we make lemonade from lemons. I need a drink. Not lemonade.

But lightening would be nice

Breakfast of champions all laid out. I'm OK having that with a side of incessant rain, but hold the lightning, please.

Close enough

I think I'll be able to see Chick and Herbie playing, and sweating.

Some ivories will be tickled and then some

On tap tomorrow night and I'm giddy. This is going to be so-o-o good.

And free mud, too

Some people pay extra to run in mud, we got it inclus. Lounging after the Allerton trail half marathon this morning. That's four.

Bye, bye old friend, we sure put in some miles together

Good old Echo (L), hopefully as good new Fit (R). And a dude who drives (still) small red cars.

Déjà vu all over again

If Mingus were alive today the song would be called "Palavers of Pence" instead of "Fables of Faubus." "Name me someone who's ridiculous Dannie." Gov. Pence. "Why is he so sick and ridiculous?" He's not ashamed that he signed off on codified discrimination, he's just mad he got called on it. Even the governor of Arkansas (circa 2015) isn't that stupid.