Seriously. Have you read the news about Trump yelling at his television during the Russia hearings. Then he lashes out by firing the FBI director. These are not the actions of a sane person.
On a related note regarding the hearings; I would not want Sally Yates mad at me.
Today is the day I start cleaning out all by bike parts. They have no place in my plans for the immediate future. I’m keeping the tools but the parts have to go. It’s a bit sad, but I’ll feel better when they’re gone.
My father got his stolen car back. The car was stolen on March 29. It was towed, from a few blocks from dad’s house, on April 1 or 3. The keys were in it. The car was parked in a snow zone, which is why it was towed. This week, in May, they sent dad the parking ticket. Hilarity and happiness ensued.
Apparently the Worcester police computer consists of multi-colored 3×5 cars that are only collated every other month.
Today I put all the bike parts out on the sidewalk and took a huge load to Goodwill. (Thanks to my helper.) Unlike the first load there was no sense of loss. I am glad to be rid of it all and look forward to getting rid of more.
update: Nearly all the big stuff is gone. All that’s left is a rusty girl’s frame, some greasy bits and a perfectly good wheel with a flip flop hub.