Nothing like a 3 hour commute.

The commuter rail train I take home hit and killed someone tonight. So we all had to wait around until the MBTA sent busses to take us home. I don't know much about the circumstances surrounding the poor person who was killed by the train, but it's a shame.

The good news is that I had my best day in terms of energy in months today. I felt as close to my old self as I have at any time since the surgery.

I'll comment on Rafael Palmiero at some length sometime in the next couple of days, but my short thought is this: he's a proven cheater. He doesn't belong in the Hall of Fame. I hope he doesn't get in.