Heading out to Boston tonight, or: “I was born in the sign of water, and it’s there that I feel my best…”

We interrupt your Halloween Buttkickingness for a moment, if we may…

And by “we” I mean all the useless monkeys at Omnis Network hosting services, who have been working diligently day and night to provide the kinds of incompetently mediocre and talentless services one has come to expect from the 21st-century industrial American mindset. But that’s neither here nor there.

I’d like you to take a gander at this forecast for Sunday:

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That’s a low of 42 and a high of 59, with clear sunny weather all around. Perfect for rocking the BAA Half Marathon, which your humble and intrepid host will be running with aplomb and verve and a certain lack of gauche ennui. Look at that! It’ll be 46 degrees at Race Start, and somewhere around 53 by Finish Time.

All those long months bitching about the South FL heat and humidity and muggy grossness and nasty, steamy, sticky awfulness? For this Sunday’s weather alone, dayenu. Now the hills I’ll be facing, let’s not talk about them. Yet. See you in a few with a full report. Until then, the video:

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