Auto Lament

Last night at the Pharmacy while getting my EpiPen prescription (I hate bees!) the pharmacist told me not to leave the EpiPen in the glove box. I whimpered to him I don't have a car.
It's actually not true, I still have my vehicle but am selling it in about a month.
I think I sounded sad when I said I didn't have a car, but upon reflection, I think I am just in the mourning process of leaving the auto lifestyle. I think I have almost completed the grieving since I completely forgot I still have an auto.
I went outside in the 40 degree weather and had a great ride home.

Spring begins in less than a week...

It just continues to snow. We drove up the road about 10 miles on Sunday to ski. There was 3' on the ground, makes the cycling difficult.

Debtors Prison = Gitmo?

This is a long time coming I realize. I was just sharing with vuduvgn that I wasn't mad enough to post anything lately, then I read some blogs...

They paid down some debt. The balance on their JCPenney Platinum MasterCard had gotten to an unhealthy level. So they sent in a large payment, a check for $6,522.

And an alarm went off. A red flag went up. The Soehnges' behavior was found questionable.

Read the whole thing to realize how totally effed up our country is right now. Just think about how many freedoms we've lost since Bush took office. Just list them one at a time. Then maybe you'll get really mad again, like me.

Bush hates fish and fat kids will rule the world

``The federal government has done absolutely nothing to help, and fishermen are angry,'' said Zeke Grader, executive director of the Pacific Coast Federation of Fishermen's Associations. ``It's almost like they created this Klamath situation to make them look competent on Katrina.''

The number of overweight children worldwide will increase significantly by the end of the decade, and scientists expect profound impacts on everything from public health care to economies, a study published Monday said.

Snow in Nevada City - Edit

We woke up to snow again in Nevada City. Not much, only about 3 or so inches, but still purdy.


Looking up Commercial St. from the office window.


Looking down Commercial St.


View over the next building to the trees beyond. Click for larger version.

Update: This is later on in the day.

From the office window

Biking as a Lenten practice

[Peter] Dula was ashen when he addressed us with his typed speech. His voice and his words conveyed the bitterness of the present-day situation in the Middle East, the Iraqi hatred for Americans, and his powerlessness to distinguish himself from the occupying military forces and contractors. He told us how he had recently been evacuated to Jordan after a rash of expatriate kidnappings, leaving behind new friends whose futures were unknown. Everything about Dula spoke to us of the horrors of seeing one's neighbors' children kidnapped, of walking with fear along a deserted street, of seeing churches exploding in the night.

By the end, our ethics class sat in stunned silence. The least we could hope for was some way to respond. Should we go to Iraq and do the same? Is it time to picket the White House? Write letters? What do we do? Dula's answer was clear and emphatic.

"Ride your bike."

He repeated this short phrase twice but the second time it sounded more like a plea than a suggestion. Then he walked from the lectern and left a befuddled crowd to ponder his words and, hopefully, to act upon them.