Rain Comes in on Lightfoot

Woke up to rain this morining. That's fine with me. I should be staying inside today, trying to write and stuff.

In bed, listening to the raindrops against the window, I realized Danger Bike was out on our back patio, getting wet. I imagined it rusting up into one big mass of ferrous crud, which was distressing to me. I didn't want it to get more messed up than it already is.

I put it in the garage. Seemed okay. Yesterday I didn't write a blog entry because I was working on my book. Maybe that will be the case every day from now on. Blog: good. Book: better.

It's a good morning for Gordon Lightfoot. We have four Lightfoot records. Anyone who dirts Lightfoot can go to hell. He's awesome.