I just remembered that I never really circled back to my bullshitologist thing yesterday. My original thought was that I am just as full of it as those I think I can detect. I spent an entire day in smoke filled torture with a shit eating smile on my face and didn’t break character until I was in the car by myself. That’s when I reaffirmed that I am in fact feces filled. Today was a cake walk in comparison but tomorrow promises to be a bit of an endurance check as well. I haven’t been told for sure but I think I will be riding with the guy I am replacing so that should be a bundle of fun.