My 2 cents

Woke up 15 minutes late for my 7:AM ride with Pete and Glenn this morning. I tried to chase them down, but I just couldn't find my legs. What I did find were a couple of pennies on 360 on the ride back. I've become quite adept at spotting the bearded copper one over the years. Poor things get tossed and neglected like Hummer classified ads from the Saturday paper. People will pick up a fallen quarter or even a nickle, but they're desensitized to pennies like Tarrantino and Roth have desensitized kids to violence in the media. Anyway, I pick up the copper and leave the silver. Someone else will get those.