I was so proud that I remembered to go out to the minivan last night and roll up the windows.
Until this morning when I got in the driver's seat and realized that I had left the key turned forward in the ignition. No battery power left.
I shrugged and decided that this was a Divine indication that today was the day to make good on my resolution to resume my habit of riding - my - bike - to - work.
It was a GREAT ride to work. Quiet, beautiful. Physical labor + productivity + a slower encounter with nature = lucky me.
And I was telling the story of my ineptitude and its rewards to Marcia once I got to the office, and she sent me here:
Where I found:
See? Dead batter = good karma.