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Good weather's always put a damper on my "productivity" -- after six years of college, it's worse than ever. I put off papers to do thirty miles with Steve yesterday and messengered instead of studied this afternoon. Last night, around seven, before the Pirates season-opener, I walked down to the Quick Stop to get some milk to make a protein shake and it was raining in Downtown, but the sun was shining above Polish Hill. Sometimes I never want to leave, but then I think about how corrupted my kids are and how I want to teach innocent country kids whose parents love them. All I want to do is ride my bikes and drink beer in moderation.