Wednesday, i get a call, that i have a run to Iowa, i think wowzers, i get to finally visit doc brasso, wednesday night, i get another call canceling run, after i contacted doc i was coming (to give him a chance to hide real good) i have to write him again canceling our rendezvous..
thursday noonish, i get another call informing me that the Iowa run is back on again.. i growl, cause now i cannot contact doc in time to set up meeting site
why am i writing this? not because i missed chance to see doc, cause i go up that way too often to cry very long, but actually i am posting this to say, IT WAS FREAKIN,STINKIN COLD UP THERE...
i don't see how you guys do it, i had tears freezing to my face as i unhooked my car.. i was in some amazing pain in just a very short time..
but the worse part was,in Des Moines, this tiny bit of snow began to fall, and everyone decided to play smashup derby, and see the wilds of the freeway medium strip.. cars in the grass all over the stinkin place..
needless to say, stupid people live in iowa too, its not just down south :biggrin:
luckily i made it home with no real problems to report.. just some scaring from the tears, nothing major.
it was -8* F in Marshalltown , Iowa this morning, and thats just to damned cold for this old man..
my condolences to you kids forced to reside in that neck of the woods...
/me goes and examines scaring.