Hi guys. I'm home sick, and my sinus-infected brain is sort of vaguely processing all this.

Yes, that's me with the sweater on. About 6 years ago, but still me. I'm still moderately cute, I think .

I read Zen and the... many years ago. Or rather, I tried to. About 3/4s of the way through, I called my mom, who was the most voracious reader I've ever known and a literal genius on many, many levels. She was also an engineer. "Mom," I said, "I can't read this book!" "Did you get to the part about 'quality'?" she asked. "Yes! That's where I am now." "That's where I stopped, too," she admitted .

Perhaps I should try again, now that I'm older and once studied Buddhism extensively with an eye on conversion. Didn't do it, but I think the principles would resonate with me more now.

Wrenching is complicated for me. There's too much of a learning curve involved and I don't live with someone who can help. I don't like relying totally on someone else to help me, and there are days when I literally can't do it at all, and other times when I can. In the end, I think I just like riding a lot and am content with that.

I'm enjoying making rideblog way more than I enjoyed cleaning up the Shogun, for instance.