More Work

On my way in to work today, i got to move a small snake out of the bike path. Don't worry, it wasn't a dangerous snake - it was one of those party snakes; you know, the kind with the rattles on the end so you can dance with them in your hands. Now begins the seasons during which snakes, birds and turtles block the path on the way to work - gotta keep a close watch and help them across.

On the way back i got to move a 30 foot tree trunk out of the path, by myself. Luckily its base was down a slope and only had a couple branches; i had but to break the branches off and then use lever action to move it off the path. I hate biking at night and having these fallen trees hit me in the face, hopefully my fellow cyclists agree.

Sometimes i'm sad at how many people's religions say i'm either gonna disappear into Nothingness, suffer endless reincarnations until i Get It, or burn in Hell for all eternity. Guess i should stop helping snakes cross the road.