Utterly magnificent day--fully sunny, blue skies as far as the eyes could see, a mild breeze sweeping up from the south, and no sign whatsoever of discord in the Kingdom of the Gem City. I spent most of the midday biking with Tyler, including a foray up to the tip-top of Rogers Canyon, and then changed gear(s?) and did an O' run at Granite Planite.
Some might complain and ask: "What about the Day of Doom, what happened to it?" It was still the Day of Doom, of course. But surely they didn't really think it was going to get me down. You just deal with it.