It must be Saturday.

There's bluegrass & country music on the FM radio so it must be Saturday.
You can't see the raindrops in the picture but I assure you they are there. 15 minuets ago the rain ran deep as it rushed through the street. A tropical rain to be sure. Another day not to walk. Today I'd get swept away by the current. I chose to take this pic from the dryness of my covered front stoop.
This is a good day to watch football but that's all over.
Yesterday two aviation oriented magazines were delivered to me by the US Postal Service so I substituted them for the quantum mechanical fare I've become addicted to as of late. Reading them is as close to flying as I choose to get. But I'll always miss looking down on the world from 3500 feet agl.
Running out of gas is proof that we're all stupid on some level. But we're all on this flight together.
Dick