It's fun to let my imagination run wild. Throughout the Chicago area today, heavy rainfall is fucking up the streets and highways, and all the light has been transformed to a drab blue and gray glow.

I sped through an intersection that was underwater, and a huge spray of murky water waved onto the sidewalk, breaking and crashing there. In my fevered imagination, there was an army of mice surfing off my treads, sqeaking exclamations as they topped the wave, and bouncing and somersaulting off the cement and into the dirt at the base of a tree next to the sidewalk. I wonder what they do during good weather. I may have to set up some miniature bungee cords on the crabapple tree outside to see if these imaginary mice are truly acrobats.
11:30 AM - Bottle Rocket Fire Alarm