The Snarky Humanist

       I have created a calendar reminder to read this blog in exactly 17 years.      Disclaimer: There are some mildly graphic descriptions of my vagina (non-sexual), so if you’re a family member who would prefer to believe I don’t possess such anatomy, this post is not for you.      In late May of 2020, after accepting the pandemic was here to stay and wondering what on earth we were going to do with ourselves for the next year, I posited to Dan, “I could ride a bike”. Since I presented this with no context (again forgetting that he doesn’t actually live in my head), he gave me his raised-eyebrow expression that meant “not following you, but please do go on”.      “Bikes. Maybe we start riding bikes. It’s pandemic-friendly and will give us a reason to leave the house.”      Dan, a formerly avid mountain biker, was unsurprisingly on board with the idea. Unfortunately, every single person in the world had the same exact idea and every bike everywhere was on back-order.      “We’ll stil