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In other news:
- In my head, I refer to my bike as the yellow Maserati, because it it neither yellow, nor a Maserati. When someone compliments me at work (an occurrence of distressing rarity), I have for years said something to the effect of, "That's why I make the big money; you can tell by that yellow Maserati that's parked outside. Didja see it? That's mine." Since I spend way too much time, effort, and money on my bike, it's become my yellow Maserati.
- Have you found the Easter Eggs yet? I've been putting them in for a month or so.