Marta Marta Marta

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MARTA is the mass transit train system in Atlanta. They just upgraded the ticketing system. It was totally free for about 6 weeks, no ticket kiosks, or need for tickets, just walk through the turnstiles ... crazy stupid. I have sworn off using Marta several times and I still find myself back on it... We have been ridiculed, and been made very uncomfortable and worried about our safety a number of times. But it continues to be the best option getting to and from the ATL airport. I take the train from Doraville to the Airport. The entire length of the Gold Line. The city (I guess) is trying to get MARTA a bit more orderly before the FIFA events in Atlanta this year. They have a lot of work to do. Although I saw a few more security/MARTA Police and quasi security foilks, the same crazy bullshit is still happening. It is home to people who want to stay cool or get warm during the operaing hours. It's not a place to be... its a place to travel. The unmedicated mentally ill folks se...

Things get so busy in the summer. Having extra hours of daylight is not much help on getting things done. I feel as though I am being pulled in every direction at once. I am finishing up the basement wall, fixing the tailgate on the truck and a bunch of other stuff.

I remember years ago telling Douglas that a simple metric on the complexity of your life is the number of air-filled tires of which you are responsible. We just finished counting 64 air-filled tires on the farm. I must have missed a few. Interestingly, there are only one or two flats currently. You get good at fixing flats.

The weather and timing has not cooperated lately for flying. I am just getting back to working out after my injury. Running is out for a while still, but I can get on the rowing machine.

This is a pic of Calisto chillin' in the barn.

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