There's just not that much good news to report these days, other than I did NOT ruin a tire on my first long ride in a month (mind you, it did cut the ride short, literally).
- Today's word is "necrosis," as in "tomato apex necrosis." Look it up, it's totally a thing (that's driving me nuts).
- Still no one remembers the Soviet Union, or Pravda, or Solzhenytsin. I, however, am becoming familiar with the concept of samizdat.
- I don't speak thirteen-year-old-girl, I speak Dad. You learn my language, not vice-versa. I will still fight rabid wolverines blindfolded for you, however.
- I may have to buy a dredge. No, seriously. They can be had for under five grand, they float, and this might be a long-term solution to my vexing problem.
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