A 6AM post! Maybe you will luck out and it will be less moody than yesterdays.
Regardless, I was reminded of a little story from the summer that suddenly made me laugh and perhaps you will to. So, read on.
So, last summer around Memorial Day weekend, I was headed down through Socorro on my way to the Memorial Day SWR regional over near Cloudcroft-ish. SWR is ‘Southwest Region’ as in, the NSS (cavers!). Anyway, I took the motorcycle ‘cos that’s the kind of punishment that I am on the look out for.
Turned out to be the first weekend that I got to enjoy lots and lots of rain and mud on the bike and what it was like to ride in that without truly waterproof gear.
(yeah, crappy image, this was at the gas station after getting out of the muck that was the campground, and my camera fogged up)
Regardless, The funny bit follows.
I ran some errands in Albuquerque before heading down, like buying some new boots which I had hoped at the time were waterproof (they are now!), as well as a more strange one. Chris needed two large rats for his snake, and I promised to bring them down.
So, I rode over to the pet store, went in, and bought a small plastic animal cage thingy, and asked the guy behind the counter to fill it with two rats. He did this, and went to check them out. He stressed to me that they needed to not be left in the car. I was fairly sure he did not know I was on the bike. I said to him with a strained smile, ‘oh, no worries, I didn’t bring the car’. He looked at me a tad odd, and followed up with, ‘ok, just remember they will need air on the way home’. I almost lost it at this point. ‘Sure, they will get lots of air on the way home.’ I paid the guy, went outside, strapped them to the top of my load on the back of the bike, suited up, and left the parking lot.
On my way out, I stopped at a red light next to a large guy riding a CBR, no protective gear at all, full face helmet strapped to the back of the bike. I looked at him, he looked at me, but I don’t think he looked at my load of camping gear and two squirming mice.
Long story short, both mice arrived in Socorro… refreshed. The snake loved them. The whole thing was kind of a private joke of mine, and I really wondered if anyone I passed noticed the two guys.
Well, now you know. Just think if you were a rat that day, it might make your day a little brighter (uhh leave out the snake part, probably). Or maybe not. Enjoy 
- Eagles may soar, but weasels don’t get sucked into jet engines… -
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