Go, you chicken fat, go away!

We had an awesome lightning and thunder storm last night.  Around 2am there were some thunders instantaneous with the lightning.  It also rained most of the night.  Often times that makes me sleep soundly.  So after going back to sleep, I woke up 7am, which is kinda late for me nowadays. 

The rain was very light, so I decided to go running.  When I started running it looked like it might even start to clear up.  I wasn't even sure which route I would take today.  I ran straight through the intersection because the construction workers were in full swing.  I thought about cutting through the retention basin, but they have a large pipe connected to a fire hydrant that's laid all the way through the basin.  I didn't want to deal with that.  What if I tripped?  I couldn't handle the humiliation.  So heading north my next decision was whether to turn east or west when I got to Brown.  I could go east to Higley, south to Adobe, and back home.  That should be just over two miles.  But I don't like running on the main roads anymore.  I could go west, but the RWCD road is probably muddy.  Sometimes it's slick when it's muddy.  But I did want to see the Floodway and how much water was in it.  So west it was.  I ran over to the east side of the Canal which is the west side of the Floodway.  It wasn't bad as far as mud goes.  But now what?  How do I get back home.  My initial thought was to cut through the Floodway at the green belt like I did last week, but there was at least a foot of standing water in the Floodway.  I didn't want to go through the construction zone at Adobe and face my arch nemesis the large pipe.  So I had no choice but to run all the way to University, come back up the east side of the Floodway, and cut through the green belt into the neighborhood. 

Once I committed to that I remembered the dream I had last night.  I dreamt about Jeff, the hobo.  For some reason I had to get somewhere and the only way to get there was by crawling through a thicket and that's where Jeff lived.  I saw Jeff get up and leave, so I figured it was safe to go through, but as I was crawling through, I could see the shadow of another hobo under the brush.  I asked if it was all right that I pass by.  It was a weird and unrealistic dream, but still, it just felt weird that I might see Jeff after having dreamt about him.  When I got to University it started raining.  So, indeed it was not about to clear up.  It looked like Jeff was bundled up in his sleeping bag.  There was a palo verde tree near him that had been blown over.  Or struck by lightning?  Probably not.  I didn't see any burn marks, but I did take a picture.

It rained on me all the way home.  It was nice.  When I got home I was soaked, but I decided to get even more wet.  We're having our pool redone.  Yesterday, I think, the pool company came and put in the pebble tec.  Now the pool had about 8-inches of rainwater in it.  I wanted to be the first one to swim in the refurbished pool.  So I went down the steps and laid down in the water.  I couldn't swim.

To give closure to my previous blog entry, I ended up beating Tracy in that game.  She had some high scoring letters on her rack when I placed all my letters on the board.  The value of those letters get subtracted from her score and added to mine.  So it was like a 40 point swing and I ended up beating her by a couple of points.  Poor thing.  LOL.  Love you, Tracy.