I'm just wondering why go to all the trouble of carting around a U-lock, if you don't even lock your bike to the convenient parking meter? I was tempted to move it a few feet away just to make a point.
This began as a place to keep things that I didn't want to forget. I called it the "external brain drive," but I've since moved on to Farm Fresh Meat. Which doesn't mean anything in particular, as far as the blog is concerned, I just like the domain. This is a bit into a memoir of my thoughts and experiences about life in Washington, DC. I expect I'll look back on this in five years and wonder what the hell I was talking about.