So, I’m sitting in my office, surfing the web and stuff while my wife’s in the shower getting ready for bed.

All the sudden from the shower I hear her trying to whistle (sounds like somebody’s blowing into a bottle cap) and yelling “Get down! Get down!” This goes on for a couple minutes, so I get up to see what’s going on.

Turns out one of the cats had jumped into the window sill and was holding open the blinds so that anybody walking through the neighborhood could get a good view of the showering wife. She finally ended up opening up the shower door and calling him to get him to stop it.

Steph’s clutch went goofy on her over the weekend, so we had it towed to the mechanics and she took my car into work on monday.

That left me with limited choices of transportation - either take a cab or ride one of the motorcycles to work.

It was in the 50’s when I took off, which put it somewhere around freezing at travelling speed. I couldn’t feel my fingers by the time I got to work. But still - a ride is always good.

Her car was ready for pickup yesterday evening, so I had Shindog drop me off at the mechanics and I drove it home. Today I rode the back back home at lunchtime and had the neighbor give me a ride back to work.

Today’s ride home was awesome. Perfectly warm, bright sunny day, the bike was eager to go fast and hard, I wish I could have just taken off for the mountains.

Ah well, soon.