serotonin, downtown, dogs, and juniors

This morning at approximately 7:52 am I learned that while the correct dose of histamine stops a lot of my reactions, this one I hadn't been able to do much with can be stopped by serotonin, which I had previously considered fairly useless. Now, if I could write songs, they would all be about the wonders of serotonin.

The upshot of this sudden discovery was that I got to go to a criterium bike race today in lovely downtown Superior, AZ. Before you go thinking serotonin must really be a wonder drug for me to be able to hang around downtown, I should explain that Superior is one of those towns where they can shut down Main Street all day on Sunday and nobody fusses about the traffic. As far as I could tell, the only store open was the ice cream parlor/burger joint, and while business wasn't booming, it was at least steady. (To be fair, this was a two-day event, and they had more people there yesterday for the road race.) They also had the required small-town wandering stray dogs, so the guy at the start line warned the riders to look out for the stray dogs because "one has gotten run over twice already."

But most important, I learned that the team sponsored by Waste Management has a bunch of juniors (18 and under) who are commonly referred to as...

...the trash boys.