Two flats this morning! Second one was my fault for not finding the 5mm sliver of retread wire that caused the one I woke up to.
I was fixing it outside the homemade burrito shop and the owner came out and gave me a cold bottle of water. Steady stream of customers in and out, Indian, non-, and both. Big ol Indian says, “second flat huh? Maybe that means you’re supposed to stay in Hardin.” Hey, I could do worse.
At the McD’s getting my caffeine fix now, plainly the morning social center, mixed clientele, a bunch of old farmers.
