We head back to Arlington today for our week in urbanization and, of course, it is raining.

It usually rains whenever we are going or coming between Arlington and Floyd County. Maybe we should rent outselves out as rainmakers and just go visit places that need the wet stuff.

With the knees, hip and ankle still screaming from the ill-fated climb up the Buffalo Friday morning, the 300-mile drive in the wet stuff should be a masochist’s delight.

Speaking of masochism, consider this: Is a sadist a person who does nice things to a masochist?

Later.

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