Relentless Round Rain

Kill. Me. Now.

It is bucketing freezing cold rain here at New Hampshire Motor Speedway. It's damp, raw, dreary, depressing, and boring. To top the whole mess off, some
*!@## moron has decided that the absolute most wonderful thing he can do for us all is to BLAST some godawful thumping, pounding music as LOUD AS HE POSSIBLY CAN, so no one can think straight or read, or do anything but search frantically for the headache medicine. I am becoming homicidal.

Update: I have now discovered that the incredibly annoying, window-rattling music was coming from a 5K run that was happening on the perimeter of NHMS. I was talking to one of the security guards at the gate, and he told me hundreds of people were attending this event. He also said that they had received a LOT of angry calls from people living in this area, complaining about the ruckus! All the runners and their fans are now leaving, and the "music" is thankfully squelched.

Upperupdate: In the evening, the teeming rain got tired of playing its evil game, and turned the reins over to Old Man SNOW! Big, fat, wet, white flakes dumped down -- quite a surprise for Memorial Day Weekend! When BB returned from his pre-bedtime walk, he looked exactly like a Dalmatian in reverse!