Jill called me on the Metro Saturday morning to let me know she’d bought a bike from the yard sale on our street when she came home from work. Sunday afternoon, we went out on the bike trail, her on the bike, me on my rollerblades. It went well, we made it to Sterling Boulevard and back with neither of us injuring ourselves. To celebrate, I made buffalo wings (actually thighs) for dinner while the Redskins got spanked by the Ravens. Hopefully the Red Sox will get the luck Gibbs was supposed to have this week.