I was considering making my post today about the tournament that I participated in today, but I think I’ll save that post for tomorrow. Instead, I’ll describe something about commuting and my take on it, as well as somewhat of a funny (?) story.
No worries, I am not about to embark on a suicide mission, nor am I the target of any suicide attackers.
Well, actually, in some sense, I am, which makes the today’s post.
Thankfully, these kamikazee pilots don’t have nearly enough momentum to do any major damage to me.
Yesterday, I had planned on riding my bike both to and from League. The transportation ended up being a Can’t-Win situation, but thankfully it did not become a You-Lose situation. I’ll explain: in my case, Winning and Losing are not Black and White.
Short four letter words often have multiple meanings. One example is “trip.” We could be talking Trip and Trap as in Robin Hood Daffy…
Or, related, the “Oops, I tripped!” while doing field work in 2007. (This photo may have been from the same day…)
Let’s instead consider the Trip in travel.
No worries, this is a clean post (i.e. has no objectionable material, unless dirt and grime are objectionable to you. But I don’t think that any of my readers are major clean freaks.
The idea for this blog post came from Sunday, and after this “Read more” tag (from the home page), I’ll give a picture of what sparked it.