So this is what I was thinking on my way into work this morning:

If both the Bay Bridge and BART were destroyed, I�d start inquiring around San Francisco to see if any San Francisco company�s employees in my profession who live in the east bay would want to do a "contracting trade" with me at my job. They could work at my job in Oakland while I work at their job in San Francisco until some transportation kinks are worked out. I�m guessing that in the event of that kind of tragedy, almost any office would be willing to do that.

So imagine this theoretical problem: If the terrorists were successful in destroying both the Bay Bridge and the Golden Gate Bridge and I wanted to visit my family in Sacramento, I would have to go down the peninsula, through the traffic hell-hole of San Jose, then up through the east bay and over to the central valley (how�s that for a run-on sentence?). This would add about 2 hours to a 1.75 hour trip!

So it can�t happen. They absolutely cannot succeed in this hair-brained mission, for the sake of my mental health. (Not to mention, of course, the loss of lives, the horrendous economic impact, the people-moving logistics, etc.)

And what gets me most is that clown, Osama bin Laden, who tells his followers, "Go kill yourself and others over there in the United States. It�s a great honor, really. You will live forever in Paradise (*chuckle*). Okay, so while you�re doing that, I�ll be hiding over here. Bye bye!"

What a kook.

I�m still using the bridges, dammit. If I blow up, I blow up. There�s no point living in fear. Just remember my post-mortem wishes.

Tonight M and I are going to be celebrating our three-year anniversary by eating dinner at the Thai restaurant in Alameda where we had our first date, approximately 3-1/2 years ago. We haven�t been there since I moved out of Alameda 2-1/2 years ago, so this will be a real treat.

Tomorrow, Zaugi comes for a visit.

Have a fun weekend!