I love riding at night. Even when I get a text from the wife saying the car now has a flat (what kind of fucked up karma did we build up somewhere?), even when it's 30 degrees and I'm trying to navigate through impatient Friday night traffic.

Which is good, b/c that was at 10 after 6 PM, and in another 2 days that'll be 5 PM. Ah, daylight savings. Time for drinks!

Weekend beer-scale: 5.1 and itching for whiskey.