So, yesterday, I had a two hour commute because a train blew up on the Trax line. In order to avert another long commute, I tried the Frontrunner train this morning. However, the Frontrunner train was also broken this morning. It just seems that the breakdowns never end. Yet another reason that I hate the so-called rat-race. I wish I could understand the 78 year old Insurance Adjudicator in my office. Apparently, she enjoys work so much that she wants to die on the job. Not I. As soon as I can, I’m out!