That was an interesting day of weather in KC.  I got my first-ever tour of the basement in the building where I work;  Perhaps an over-reaction but nobody was complaining.  By the time we went back upstairs, the sun was shining and it actually looked like a decent day out.  After work the sun was still out, so I pulled my motorcycle out of the parking garage where it had spent the last few nights because of all the rain, and made the ride home warm and dry.  Emboldened by my good luck, I hopped on my bicycle and rode down to the Brooksider to hang out with the boys for a while.  That’s pretty much where my luck ended.  It sprinkled on me all the way down there, and as soon as I pulled up a seat on the patio it started pouring.  It would stop for a little while, then start up again.  Donette cruelly refused to come get me, so I had to ride my bicycle back home in the rain.  After that we headed up to 75th Street for some dinner, which was delicious as always.  Actually I sort of had my heart set on some mexican food but we have some Groupons that are about to expire so that dictated the menu for the evening.