I'm writing to you from the smoky confines of my apartment, which is currently a foggy mess thanks to my burning my breakfast in the oven (breakfast in this case being French fries). The main reason I neglected my food: I was pondering what it would be like to be the 2nd or 3rd guy in a 4-man bobsled team. Seriously. Envisioning the raw speed while being tucked against some other dudes spandexed spine doesn't seem very appealing, so I went off to read about it. Turns out they really DO nothing except provide ballast and push off at the start.
The more I learned, the more smoke filled my house. Now, poor Xanadu and I are toughing it out with all the windows open. This is why cold cereal is the best choice for breakfast, especially amongst sluggish non-morning person folks like myself.
