Yesterday, we made the trip to Azusa, CA (45 miles north and east of here) to visit Peter. It was a good trip, unless you count the rain, which I might. In a slightly related matter, I learned that the bottoms of my shoes have tiny holes that let rainwater inside. Also, yesterday’s socks smell funny.

The rain has been quite strange (in that there is rain, an absolute abnormality for this time of year, or any time of year for that matter). I actually enjoyed walking in it yesterday (except, of course for the great, wet-sock debacle of ’06). We also found that at Azusa Pacific University, they take joy in the rain as well, as evidenced by the students “wake-boarding” in the parking lot (normally towed by boats, these boarders were towed by bikes). I do miss college.