Monday, March 02, 2015


I dreamt last night that I was driving to Washington, DC, but then somewhere near Philadelphia, decided that I forgot something at home, and that the weather was so lovely that I'd go back home and go for a bike ride.  And this was all possible within a three or so hour drive, because that's how dreams work.

Imagine my disappointment on waking to below 0F windchill.  Yeah, even though it's sunny out, I'm not going out for a bike ride.  Nor am I within a three hour drive of Washington, DC, so visiting a Smithsonian, the National Archives, etc, is out for a quick trip.

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