Biking to work this morning, after cresting one of the big hills on my route, a homeless man on the sidewalk asked if he could bum a cigarette. Breathing hard from the climb, all I could muster was "sorry, man". But really? You need a smoke so bad you're going to ask the guy on a bicycle?
Awesome morning in STL for a ride -- even met up with one other commuter on the way for a few blocks.