Well….It’s Monday. The radar said it wasn’t raining but it obviously it didn’t see the mist that was still around. I can deal with wet streets, but water and glasses do not mix. Let see, what else. If it wasn’t for the fact I trust no one, I would have been run over by a drunk driver in a white Cherokee. He pulled out of a driveway really slow like, looked right at me and kept on pulling out. I punched his rear driver’s side quarter panel but he proceeded up Eastlake, with no lights and his left turn signal on. Then, somewhere along the line I got a puncture in my front tire. I noticed it as I was stopped at Denny, right by KEXP. (There is a benefit to wet tires) I rode that as far as 5th and Stewart where I decided to walk the remaining 4 blocks instead of changing the tube in the rain. Had to wait 10 mins for the freight elevator because I didn’t get to work before 7:00 and had to deal with all the construction workers that are working on various floors throughout the building. So, I’m cold, wet, mad, late, with a flat that I’ll have to change later and it’s Monday.