Rainstorm

While Joe and Kathryn were browsing the bikes at the Harley dealership in Rapid City, Troy and I were busy packaging ribs (sticky things they are) and then frantically packing up as severe thunderstorm warnings were broadcasting over the airways. The Ford guys invited us in with open arms, and we watched the storm clouds forming. I have to admit, they were kind of scary looking.
After the storm passed, we were talking with Brett from the dealership and found out that he is with a group called "Kiss Off." They dress and perform as KISS. The pictures he showed us were very true to the group KISS. The pictures of our friendly connection to the Ford Dealership had blood spewing from his mouth, and we learned he blows fire out of his mouth. Also, for Mom Wollman's benefit, he has also been a gold miner, and had some very interesting stories about gold mining in this area. We need to return to Spearfish to visit places we've learned about. We had a great visit with Brett.
We then packed up early for the night, and met a couple of guys from Minnesota. Then we ran home for a shower, potato chips (for dinner. Wait, Troy had rib ticklin's, Kathryn and I had chips and beer) and Joe had a tofu salad with range free raspberries chased with his 2, quart shots of his medicinal whiskey.