Went out to grab the abandoned gas station and to grab a photo for the monthly contest and old man Murphy threw his law at me.
I set up for the monthly photo, reached into my pocket for the camera and . . . it was there. The only problem was I didn't put it there before I left the house, it was there when I washed my riding jeans.
Well, it was brand new rain when it happened anyway. If I wasn't such a lazy azz, on one of my few days off I'd post the ride reports from this summer.
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