Say dmann,
Time passes and I still ponder which war? Road conditions, Spanish road crew? Something else, as you say, "without knowing it"?

Non biking related thoughts are what I enjoy most about biking. Sometimes road conditions pop back into my head just in time to suddenly steer around a pothole. Personally I veer towards political correctness, tolerance, pulling our fair share. I revel in cycling down a New England road with sun and shade, twisting and turning prodding conversation about hyperinflation, global economy, CEO worship, corruption, stifling entrepreneurs, potholes and wars.

Rode down through Woonsockett today with my daughter to watch lacrosse at Bryant. Nice ride, friendly folk redirected us to the campus and we missed the thunderstorm.

There is something about flying just in cruising speed on shady New England roads (particularly near Emerson's and Thoreaus' stomping grounds) that makes for lively conversations I enjoy. Kinda like shooting the breeze is frowned upon but if I'm chatting with a fishing pole and line then I'm multi-tasking.