This started out as a JM thing, and evolved into an actual ride report You are sitting there thinking that dead birds, a crappy monday, four wisdom teeth, demerol, sushi, a cute blonde, a tiny town that stopped advancing forward in time right around 1921, an abolitionist liar who cost Indiana a perfectly good distillery, and a curvy road have nothing to tie them together. So my big Grouse hunting trip gets canc'ed because my wisdom teeth decided last Thursday morning at about 3:13 a.m. would be an excellent time to make my life hell. By Friday at 1:30 four wisdom teeth are gone and my buddies are well on the way to Wisconsin and I am in the beginning of a two day demerol haze. Didn't get to go to Wisonsin to make tasty dead birds out of live ones and I was way too fucked up on meds to even think about going for a ride. Sunday is a waste because it is basically half assed day of zero motivation. A gorgeous weeked shot to hell. AAAAAAARGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!! And I come in on Monday morning to a lot of files that need moved from one side of the desk to the other. Weather says today will be "Sun along with patchy clouds. High 66F. Winds ENE at 10 to 15 mph." Sounds like a day made for the outdoors. And me with all of this work to do What to do, oh what to do. Work, work work, all of this work. Now just how should I spend this day let me put my feet up, kick these goddamn files out of the way, an get down to some serious cogitating 'n ruminatin' on this Monday shall be spent Why there is an idea, why didn't I think of that in the first place. I'll go try to have lunch with a cute blonde. now off to lunch and to find me a hottie There is one, maybe she will have lunch with me wonder what that guy is making over where that cute woman is sitting well, doesn't like your typical mid-western fare, but WTF if gets me a seat next to the blonde I am in ummmmmmmmm, Chirashi OK. That was fun. Now what else can I do to salvage this day?