I find this blog would be a great way to share with everyone else the crap and the cake that happens in between heavy breaths and spinning cadences. Events such as this:
Yesterday (January, 7th) on my way to UNO, I was headed down Farnam approaching Saddle Creek. A block before the intersection a large truck pulls out and cuts me off. It's 5:15, I have lights on, I just may be invisible. Whatever.
I get up to the intersection at Saddle Creek and Farnam and stop. The guy in the truck is behind me. I could tell while going by him he wanted to merge into the left lane: He was glancing back over his shoulder while holding on to his lunch box as I slid by next to the curb. He had no opportunity to get over.
Suddenly the keeper of the lunch box revs his engine and quickly accelerates by me, his diesel engine resonating the air around me, (the Saddle Creek traffic has green arrows at the time) and takes a sharp left pulling into the now beginning to move traffic on Saddle Creek (stopping it), and then backs up into the turn lane on Farnam so he can turn once the arrow turns green. WFT (See illustration if this sounds as stupid as you think it does -- you are correct).
I don't recall if my jaw dropped or not, but I just sat and watched this. And I continued to stare until said idiot looked at me. I smirked and shook my head as I looked away. He then powered his window down and began to yell, "jibberish jibberish... or can't you afford gas?" He quickly rolled up his window as I screamed back, "What was that buddy?" as he gassed his F-250 Turbo Diesel and putted away with his yellow belly exposed. I was fumed, but life goes on, traffic moves on, and I continued to pedal.
Somehow his stupid ego-driven driving was my fault, I am sure. I mean come on, he pays taxes!
I invite others to share. It's fun to hear this stuff.