tired

Today I learned that if I ride quickly through the north entrance to Fantasy Island in a strong west wind, I can actually get into the park without getting in too much trouble with the air from the landfill. Unfortunately, I got there through a park that doesn't have designated biking trails in it, so I picked up about five big cactus spines in my front tire, and I forgot my tweezers. By the time the tire went flat I'd already gotten tired, though, so it was about time to go home anyway.

In other news, I can stuff a camping mattress in about 1/3 of the time it used to take me. Better, stronger, faster! (Just not radioactive.) (As far as we know.)