I'm at the pump, filling up the tank on the truck, and I'm seething at the rising gas prices. I know...who isn't? Anyway, I'm asking myself, "What is it going to take to get this society to rise up and shout 'Enough!!'?" I bet there is alternate fuel technology out there that is being supressed by high-pressure oil company dollars. It's a conspiracy, man!!
So I (re)committed myself to riding my bike to work on Mon-Wed-Fri. This morning, I go out the door, and see the wet streets. "Hey, it was dry out here a half an hour ago!" Oh well. I'm committed, right?
Got soaked and grimy. I start to think that I should have just turned back around and went in to change and grabbed the truck keys. But then I decided, what the heck. This is living. So I get a second shower before work...bonus! Except that I didn't bring a dry pair of underpants to put on.
A familiar chorus to an old song starts to play in my head...."Yeah, I'm free.....
