I rode yesterday, but there wasn't much good to say about it. Nothing remarkable about the trip in, and the way home was cold and long (and Pete, pushing my glasses down just moved them closer to the Thermal Exhaust Ports, and they fogged worse! ) To make things less fun, the paved shoulder on the busiest part of the highway has had tons of gravel poured next to and on it, so you really have to watch, and swerve into the lane to avoid gravel piles. I went to bed listening to my lungs playing a bagpipe chorus. Gotta love cold-air asthma.

Today was much better! It seemed to be a little warmer at night, and my glasses fogged less. What's more, I experienced an amazng lack of car traffic. That always makes a ride better. I also got to enjoy the occasional lit-up Jack-o-lantern.

A black cat crossed my path again, three miles from home, but nothing awful happened this time. I figure this cat was retroactive 'cause I ripped my pants 5 minutes after starting work and had to lurk behind the library desk the rest of the night.