The problem with listening to one of my favorite Rocky theme remixes on the way to work is that it activates my Dukes of Hazzard reflex. Before I even realized fully what I was about to do, I took three quick steps, hooked my right hand on the railing, and sailed over the rail, landing on the mulch below. And then I laughed and laughed. People told me to stop jumping picnic tables. At least I’m not jumping the railing at the second level. Yet…