Being a weather forecaster on TV in Southern California has only one requirement: Look good while saying that the weather is going to be nice once again. I don't know where unattractive weather girls and boys go, but it sure isn't here. So you'd think the one chance, the one and only chance, the one time there is a possibility of rain they'd get it right, and it would be raining buckets.
Nope.
Sky is 98% clear this afternoon, not a drop to ease our drought and it's another Chamber of Commerce/Tourism Board kind of day here in San Diego.
I was planning on riding anyway-unless it actually pours out here I've ridden, and I've ridden in what passes for a downpour before too. But about ten minutes before I left the house this morning, my wife texts and said we might need you to use your truck today. Huh? Turns out yet again this year my mother-in-law's after school program has about 40 pounds of excess Halloween candy turned in by parents. Even more importantly, once the kids found out it would go to injured vets and homeless families, they even shared some of their "picked out" candies. WAY TOO MUCH for the saddlebags of the Connie, so I shift plans and get the shop truck loaded up and head over to the school.
Tons of candy. Billions and billions of calories. Chocolate. Gum. Fruit chewy stuff. More chocolate. Pretzels and cheese puffs in little bags.
So I took about 1/3 of it to the Wounded Warrior Battalions at Naval Hospital San Diego, aka Balboa. Short visit today, but as always, something in the air as I walk out gets in my eyes. Happens every time-maybe I should talk with some of my Navy Doc and Corpsmen friends about the air quality around the building.....
WHAT DID YOU DO TO DESERVE YOUR LEGS TODAY?
Hoo Yah EOD and thank you, my brothers and sisters. Enjoy the candy!
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Update-used the time commuting in the shop truck to listen to a book on "tape"-actually CDs. Jim Rohn "The Art of Exceptional Living." Pretty good stuff.
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