Earlier Today

I may not know the answer to the meaning of life but I am fairly certain it has nothing to do with running on the Morgantown rail-trail system on a hot September night whilst enduring gnats and burka-wearing women giving you the evil eye because you're running on HER side of the dirt. It MAY involve the Gravitational Time Dilation Effect coupled with an eternity's worth of baked pasticcio and a significant lack of selfish burka-wearing trail hogs, but scripture is notoriously silent on these details