As I've written before, the Washington DC Metro is not my favorite form of transportation. Indeed, I dream of the day when I have a job with a driver who will daily pick me up at my apartment and deposit me at work. Often I have to take a second to collect myself outside our building to suppress the anger that wells up during the course of my ride each day. The ride for which I pay ever increasing fares in an ever more cramped car where actual air temperatures have no bearing on the use of heat or AC. Suffice it to say, we have a swell system.