Notes
I was reminded today why, if you MUST run on Trash Day, it *should* be done in the morning. It seemed my entire route had been strategically funk-scented. Perhaps a Hobo has taken to wandering my route? I did see a member of Team DUI pedaling down my road this morning [oblivious that cyclists ride WITH traffic, not AGAINST it, lest ye leave a smelly, greasy stain on someone's fender]; perhaps his fragrance had 12-hour staying power?