I rode in to work today.

It was a f'n blast. And a parking lot for those in the polluting steel cages.

Time to head home. My clothes are dry. People around here have vacated and I hear a plow truck caught fire and started exploding and what not over by the Hospitals, no way am I headed down the gauntlet to the remote facility.

I'm going to head down on my wicked low traffic sneaky route through the city, across the lonely and bumpy Washington bridge to a hopefully decently (well has been pretty consistently the best cleared stretch of road anywhere) plowed Veterans Parkway. It is easy to keep clear because there are no cross streets and only roads that T into it from the left (as I'm heading home) and the plows make a long easy sweep and have been good about keeping the berm all the way to the curb.

We'll see how it is this afternoon.

I was honestly hoping that the loop in the radar showing clear stuff would move overhead. But i's been staying over Norwich/Plainfield and not heading this way. Meanwhile the blue to red on the radar keep trading places and the line moves from south of the house to north of the city. The sleet's going to make it interesting.

I did have a chance to read the first 2/3s of the Landis interview over lunch finally. HOLY SHIT. Wow. But then, it sounds logical and completely believable. And the first thoughts were, Hey Monsanto=UCI or maybe it is Monsanto=Pharmstrong.

Sad.

truth, honesty, doing the right thing... don't matter so much to far too many people... and then when you're ass deep into your own manipulated lies, the shit starts smelling good... sigh - those are from the hip comments, unfiltered...

sigh

kind of depressing

okay - not kind of - really depressing

Time to hit the snow time to have some fun riding home.