Jacked up beyond belief on caffeine, pacing around, Pine Bushing and singing along with Georgie Girl

Did I mention yesterday I was abusing caffeine popping pills, lapping up coffee at home then more at work, though I quit drinking fairly early in favor of water by mid-day in the office.

Strangely I think I slept pretty well once I finally got to bed at 10 PM last night after the Guilderland Town Board Meeting , frying up saved portion of mom’s lasagna and then working on that essay about affordable small-single family homes that so many of the towns people wanted but don’t exist except in the minds of people remembering yesteryear. That song Georgie Girl is fun, and today is the last day of winter. A fun song from a different era, but one you can secretly sing along like a girly man jacked up beyond belief.

That said, this morning I’m a bit of a wreck. I will ride in this morning, well caffeinated maybe even follow a traffic law or two. At least I haven’t gotten a citation yet for running past that stopped school bus the other day on my mountain bike. And how many red lights I’ve run over the years riding to work. I guess most of them are for the motorists, and that one light I often run, really doesn’t apply to bicyclists. I will see how things work out with the new chain on the ride to wok today.

I probably should put the old chain back on and order a new cassette along with a chain-stretch monitoring tool, and just keep regularly replacing chains. I just hate throwing away so much crap, especially metal that doesn’t burn. I guess I could toss it in my pile of metal that some point I’ll take to a scrap yard as mixed scrap. I priced out chains, and they are about $10 while you can get new cassettes for about $13 if you go for knock off brands. Will the hold up as well as the the official Shemano cassettes? Hard to say. I put so many miles on my mountain bike. Maybe a road bike would better for commuting, but like with my big jacked up truck, I sometimes like to get off the established trail.

It didn’t help that when I briefly awoke this morning, turned on my phone and first article to open up was one about recycling in the Adirondacks. It actually was more hopeful then most. And then I kept dwelling over the night, passing that sign on the Westmere Fire Station saying No Open Burning through May 15th, though that applies only to bonfires and brush burning and not campfires.  Still you get reading about all these brush fires out west, including the burning of the big time hunter Keith Warren’s house and then stories about people who have lost their uninsured cabins in wildfires that they put their lifetimes into building. Ultimately though I think land is far more important then building, I hate how so much of a housing market is about the house rather then land. I get it, most people don’t farm on their land. They just need a place with a roof to work in city. Like my dumpy apartment.