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jhetleyBag of weather, that is. Windy, occasional rain, occasional sun, all of the above at once, none of the above. Reports of a funnel cloud that picked up a car and turned it over, down around Younger Son territory. Wife declared a pea soup day, which I enjoyed.
No further complaints from the knee -- maybe it's like those women in the British "Gor" cult, abuse 'em and they thank you for it*. Or maybe I've toughened up the ligaments and such involved in cycling, and didn't get into the range that squatting aggravated.
*Although, as Liz Williams points out in her LJ, if it'd been Glastonbury, nobody would have noticed...
No further complaints from the knee -- maybe it's like those women in the British "Gor" cult, abuse 'em and they thank you for it*. Or maybe I've toughened up the ligaments and such involved in cycling, and didn't get into the range that squatting aggravated.
*Although, as Liz Williams points out in her LJ, if it'd been Glastonbury, nobody would have noticed...
