Rain, rain go away. Come again another day.

Maybe the rain could go away all together...

I hate getting up in the morning and walking to the bus in the rain. Cold and wet is no way to spend 30 minutes crammed like sardines in a bus. Actually, the bus was pretty empty and if I remember correctly (I'm tired and can't remember 6 hours ago - SAD), I sat alone today.

Our bus driver offered the most commentary I've ever had while on Metro transit. When I got on, it was "Good Morning. Transfer?" Then as others got on it was "Good Morning! It's a wet one!" Then it was, "Well folks it looks like we're about 30 seconds early for this stop." "Is it too cold back there?" And he felt the need to call out almost every stop along the route. Maybe he's bored? Jenny and I rode the bus downtown for the KEXP BBQ in August, and on the way back (around 10pm) we had this bus driver to would ramble off about 6-8 businesses at each stop, it was crazy. Apparently, he had only been doing the route for less than a year or so, and he is so bored at night he took the liberty of memorizing stuff at every stop along his route.

We had a bunch of bat shit crazy dogs at our house this weekend. By Sunday morning I was ready for them all to go home. Seven dogs vs. two people. It's easy to guess who went nuts first. I'm hoping that this week is a little quiet as we start or Thanksgiving holiday dog sitting the end of the week.

I'm totally underwhelmed by my blogging abilities today. Eh.