While stopped at a red light a car pulls up next to me, the driver happily texting (as he had been for the last 6 blocks).
Him: Nice bike man (still texting).
Me: Thanks. It's almost as nice as the my last one, before it got hit by some guy screwing around with his cell phone.
Him: Uh, oh, uh, um, ya, sorry (puts down the phone).
Light turns green. I leave.
-Every normal person must be tempted at times to spit upon their hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.-
-Bite off more than you can chew and then chew like hell.-
-I already pay a health insurance tax. Every 6 months they charge me $130 for running shoes.-