The Otherwise Unnoticed Hurricane

But she can hide
Hide in the pouring rain
She rides the eye of the hurricane
-David Wilcox

The wind was angry today my friends - like an old man trying to send back soup at the deli.  I'm pretty sure I must have completely circled a hurricane since I ran into the wind on my way out AND on my way back.  Despite being a victim of a malicious wind, I ran 5 today.  It was a lot like my go to run, except I ran past the Canadian Tire and went on to the Esso station.  Which looks a lot like an Exxon station.  Just a little more socialist.

On my run today I saw some strange things.  The weather was so strange that there were people in shorts playing beach volleyball and there was a guy running wearing gloves and earmuffs.  And there were people in both types of wardrobes lined up for the ice cream truck.  I saw a Canada Goose, all by itself, strutting across the street, like it knew that it was a member of a protected class and that all cars would stop for it.  Note - everyone and everything is a member of a protected class here.  I broke several laws last week with my unethical treatment of gnats - please don't report me.  Anyway the Canada Goose had such a ridiculous walk with such a pronounced head bob that it could have been my former high school teammate at the dunk contest.  I wish I had a YouTube link to share.  Of the dunk contest - you can probably find one of a goose.

I also saw a man on a bike who gave me a look like he was going to run me over.  I put some thought into the best way to defend yourself on foot against a bike attack.  Launching like Chuck Cecil just won't work.  I worked out the physics on my run - you lose every time unless you are already wearing a helmet and can use it as a weapon.  I think you have to matador the initial attack.  I'm sure it won't be long until there is a reality show that explores this confrontation and comes to the same conclusion.