Saturday 18
Sep. 18th, 2010 11:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
madgravitySaturday 18- I did my stretches.
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 69 to 102 degrees, light breeze, humidity around 10 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Talk Like a Pirate Day: Sunny, with a high near 100. Calm wind becoming south southeast between 5 and 8 mph. Sunday Night: Clear, with a low around 65. South wind 5 to 14 mph becoming west. Winds could gust as high as 20 mph.”
Aaarrr don’t ye forget that tomorrow is "Talk Like a Pirate Day"!
I mostly called friends and family (what I do every Saturday) and rode my Harley around up here; got it up past 65 MPH on a nice stretch of rode with power to spare. There are a few problems I’ll have to iron out but it’s basically a nice running bike.
I rode over to Mac’s and yapped with him for a spell and then moseyed over to Kelly’s house across the street where I met all her dogs and cats.
I did some webwork well into the night.
I did my stretches, practiced my guitar, wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night; I’m tired!
Today’s Weather was: Temps of around 69 to 102 degrees, light breeze, humidity around 10 percent, clear skies.
According to the National Weather Service: “Talk Like a Pirate Day: Sunny, with a high near 100. Calm wind becoming south southeast between 5 and 8 mph. Sunday Night: Clear, with a low around 65. South wind 5 to 14 mph becoming west. Winds could gust as high as 20 mph.”
Aaarrr don’t ye forget that tomorrow is "Talk Like a Pirate Day"!
I mostly called friends and family (what I do every Saturday) and rode my Harley around up here; got it up past 65 MPH on a nice stretch of rode with power to spare. There are a few problems I’ll have to iron out but it’s basically a nice running bike.
I rode over to Mac’s and yapped with him for a spell and then moseyed over to Kelly’s house across the street where I met all her dogs and cats.
I did some webwork well into the night.
I did my stretches, practiced my guitar, wrote to my journal, posted it to the web, and called it a night; I’m tired!
