sometimes i get so tickled i can't talk

so it was a quiet ride to work today; no volvos, no epithets, no piquantly intense frustrations. how i like it, that is.

last october i began taking photographs of the pool in the memorial bench outside the office, because i had noticed the winter before the way it reflected the daily weather. this week, it seems, with the relatively peaceful arrival of spring and the growing season, that the weather has been, in a word, uninteresting; certainly little change from day to day. the pictures could attest to that, if i were posting them all. but i may have left a few out. anyway, it will rain some days and not some other days, and leaves will blow in and out, and bird shit will appear and be washed away by rain and so on. so i will continue to take the photos, and probably post some of them. but a different format may be appropriate. if i can find someplace to host, say, a pdf-based slideshow (i've been putting them all in a powerpoint presentation to start that process) then i could link to that from here. maybe. it's all speculation. but it is interesting to look at them all, one after the other, like that.

yesterday evening i worked on cleaning the excess glue from the rim of my rear wheel, and was checking the bond of the tire in some detail, and despite my inner desires i had to admit that i really did not get a very good bond along one of the edges of the tire, and i reluctantly accept that i ought to re-glue the darn thing. i didn't have the spirit, after that, to perform the same study of the front wheel. *sighs* but i will. i'll get those tubulars glued right and then i'll show everybody. i promise.