Ah, Schadenfreude, my old friend. Wouldn't you just love to have been witness to the conversation between Jerry Falwell and St. Peter at the pearly gates today?

Meanwhile, how bad is it when Alberto Gonzales can actually make me feel some respect for John Ashcroft?

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It was windy again today, but nowhere near as bad as predicted, and not gusty, so I went for a ride. There were occasional swarms of bugs enjoying the return of humidity, but I managed not to swallow any of them, so I consider it a win.