On my way to work this morning, I swear I saw a large group of animals – in pairs of two – heading toward the lake.  I guess someone has been contacted by bruce almighty and is preparing his arc for the 40 day flood to wipe out humanity.  I wish I’d gotten the memo.

Ok .. so maybe its not the end of the world.  But it sure is depressing.  Even the prescription meds running through my system are having a hard time fighting off the spring rain blues.  Last night, I fell asleep on they couch before 10pm and was in bed before 10:30 (although, alcohol may have been a factor).

The weatherman says I might be able to ride my bike tomorrow.  He also says that we might return to our regularly schedule spring temperatures next week.  I think, if I were a weatherman in Michigan, I’d be fearful walking alone at night.  I’m sure there are many depressed outdoorsmen who’d love to have a shot at the closest thing they can find to Ma Nature – the bitch.

So, tomorrow will (hopefully) be the first ride on the Titus since the Addison Mud Disaster.  I really hope it works ok.  I’m a little worried about the chain, it still feels kind of stiff.  The smart thing, would have been to just cut my losses and buy a new chain.  *sigh* I’ve never been known for doing the smart thing the first time …