This morning the sun was shining and it was on it's way to being one hot day. It's July. In Kansas. Hot is where it's at.
Went to lunch with Luke (Oh. Oh. Oh. Funny story about that....as we were leaving an old guy with a walker came in to the restaurant. Instead of a basket on the front of his walker he had a...wait for it.....wait for it.......an empty Cheez-It box! Seriously! Taped to the front of his walker. Luke and I talked about how to get a picture, but we couldn't figure out how to do it without causing a scene.) and the sun was shining and we were deep into one hot day. It's July. In Kansas.
Left the office at 5:00 and, what the hell?, the sky was gray and there was thunder rumbling overhead.
By the time I was out of Manhattan, about 10 minutes, it was pouring down rain. Like a cow pissing on a flat rock.
I had to use my super wipers AND slow down!
It's July. In Kansas.
You never know what you're going to get!
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