My right front tire, already threadbare and leaking, burst on the way to work this morning. So now I'm driving on one of those spare tire doughnuts. This experience also reminded me that it's time to clean my trunk. It's no fun digging through junk to get to the spare when you need to be at work in ten minutes. The machine-tightened bolts attaching the wheel are also amusingly hard to unscrew. I had to stand on the wrench to get the last one off.

Other than that, it's just another average day. I'm tired and fighting off the beginnings of a cold. There is clutter everywhere. Earlier, we saw a dead fawn, lying untouched beside the trail. A coworker mentioned seeing another that appeared ill. Perhaps there is a disease spreading through the deer population. There is something especially sad about seeing a dead baby animal, regardless of what killed it.

Later there will be a night hike. The kids will most likely not be as quiet as they are asked to be.

A guy representing a local teacher's union stopped by yesterday. He talked about organizing the part time teachers and substitutes to take advantage of some legislation likely to be passed in the next few months. Apparently the legislation involves taxing corporations more heavily, with the money being freed up for education. I'll have to look into it, especially since it could mean a step closer to actually getting health benefits.

Health is important. None of us are getting any younger.