It's Tuesday but it feels like a Monday, about 6:00 AM. I have stitches in my foot and can't ride for at least another 36 hours, when the stitches come out, and maybe for a few days past that. The rain is coming down hard. It says 70% humidity on the Weather Channel but it feels closer to 90. Last night when I walked the dog it was 80 degrees, and there was that warm weather high humidity sort of fog that you get when the air is more water than air. I guess if you have to be off the bike for medical reasons, being off it in weather that would be awful to ride in is the best possible time to do it. The weather is still depressing to a cyclist though; we become weather worriers, focused on what it's like outside, and even when it's a non-riding day, our mood tends to track with the forecast.
Oh well. (Isn't that what Pooh Bear would say after a particularly disappointing trip to the Hunny Hole?)
It was Dylan's birthday on Sunday. He's a guy I've come to like more and more over the years and his musical reach is impressive. I don't really know where his head is at; he's a seemingly flaky guy. Some of his songs are just nonsense at best, nonsense agit prop at worst. But some of his songs are profound and artistic, and his unique voice and songwriting grows on you, crawls inside your ears if you aren't careful. He affects musicians all over a bunch of different genres.
I didn't start out intending to like Dylan. It just sort of happened.
Here's a couple nice ones for you.
Dylan: Subterranean Homesick Blues
Red Hot Chili Peppers' Cover - a PunkFunkified Version:
Dylan: Like a Rolling Stone
Dylan: All Along the Watchtower
Hendrix: All Along the Watchtower
Like I said, he's influential.
Happy Birthday, Bob!