great minds forget alike. i learned the phrase as 'going gorilla' though.

still can't find the rain pants. there is trouble coming. didn't get wet yesterday, didn't get wet today . . . i have this bad feeling tomorrow's the day.

i'm really unprepared for this winter's worth of wetness. somehow all last year's stuff has wandered, and i let it happen. i need shoes, gloves, some kind of warmth layer just in case, new rain pants, scads more reflective tape for the new bike . . . i think i want extra mec-turtle blinkies festooned all over it just for the weird sideshow look. and i'm going back to the knitting needles and the white buffalo yarn. gonna knit me some socks.

today was cool and cloudy, and it rained off and on all day. under the overpass there was a puddle so deep and wide a whole lane was hedged off with small traffic cones - and some of the cones were floating. i skirted round the edge of it along the cones since all the traffic was slowing down anyway. was feeling like a wimp compared with last year, until it occurred to me that maybe the cones were a mark of some more critical hazard than mere wetness. now keep picturing myself barrelling through it and falling through to australia.

only four bikes in the bike cage so far this week. amazing what a change in the weather will do.