The other morning I took a ride to Fort Totten before work. Those 45 miles (72.5 kilometers) of pedaling—into the wind for most of the way out—were just what I needed to help me with my post-election trauma. It might be a reason why the class I taught was easier than the two I taught the day before, the day after the election.
I am happy to report that some things haven’t changed
yet. I hope that someone doesn’t discover petrol under Long Island Sound or anywhere in this area. I don’t want to see El Cheeto Grande’s campaign donors “drill, baby, drill.”
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