V did the full 65 (well, he made it 68) mile commute on the bike last night. He's riding to the train station this morning (he'll get in 25ish) and doing the same, I assume tonight so he can get home earlier because we're going out.

It's Thirsty Thursday and the bull riding blonde and I need a do-over on our we were just laid off pity party that we totally failed at last week. That's what we get for trying to go out on a Wednesday night.

There may or may not be bulls involved.