What waits at the end of the rainbow?

A big, bubbling pot of lies!

After leaving my uncle's work today, I saw a rainbow shining down in the middle of Albuquerque. It actually looked like it touched down around where I lived. So I thought it'd be fun to try to find the end of it, curious of what might await me. No, there was no pot of gold, no leprechaun waiting to grant my wish, and no Scarlett Johansson.

Turns out that rainbows are optical illusions caused by the water vapor in the sky. Sure, I may have known this, but I went ahead anyway. I don't know if this is sad, pathetic, romantic...maybe a little of all three. And where did I end up after driving in vain? Spectators, a local sports bar I was pretty much raised in as a kid. There, I watched the Cardinals beat the Astros in the last two innings.

Then, I went to a bar next to my house and had a few there. Talked with some really cool people. So I guess while I may not have found gold, I enjoyed the night nonetheless. Awww...