Napalm in the Morning.

There is something you should know. I'm a slacker. Like my father before me and his before him. (Actually my father was a workaholic. However, apparently, the mailman was a slacker.)

Deal with it.

When I have something to say, I'll get around to saying it. When I have nothing to say, I may make something up.

It's been dull lately. I can't commute to the new Evil Labs on my bike anymore, as I spend most of my day at client offices, not in the main office, which is woefully lacking in showers anyhow.

Although I think I smell like roses after a long ride, I am told, by reliable sources ( Mrs. Evil), that I smell like Napalm in the Morning, but from the point of view of the Viet Cong.

This means there is now way to shower or change clothes before work, except at home.

The upshot is that I can't commute on my bike, meaning I need to find other time to ride.

I have to get up at 5:30AM to get some time in the saddle. Now read the first line of this post again. I'll give you a few minutes to make the connection.

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I'm a slacker = I frikin' hate getting up early in the morning.

I hate it even more when that means I am riding in pitch dark.

Gets to the point of loathing it now that it is starting to get cold.

Cold+Dark+Early=Angry Evil Cyclist.

To quote Dr. Evil ( no relation ) "When I get angry, Mr. Bigglesworth gets upset. And when Mr. Bigglesworth gets upset, people die"

I don't have a better solution. I can't ride at lunch and I don't have time to ride after work, and I am NOT NOT NOT getting one of those trainers.

I could move closer to the equator. That would help with the dark and cold issue, but would make the commute difficult. Anyhow, rest assured I am putting my giant brain to work on it.

-Evil