This morning was like a bike ride through the bermuda triangle of impaired motorists. Within 1,000 feet of home, this dude in a red pickup decides it prudent to race me to the stoplight to make a right turn RIGHT in front of me. Sure, I was increasing speed to hit the green light (the timing of which I know by heart), but I was in my bike lane and even slowed at first to give him right of way. When he didn't take it, I pressed on. So did he.

I wasn't two miles from my house before some clod in a white Jetta honks at me for properly signaling a left turn when he was THREE BLOCKS behind me. This, on a road where you see maybe one car at this hour of the day. It happened to be him this morning. Resisted the urge to salute him with the tall finger.

Lastly, almost to work, and a 90 year old couple decides that there could possibly no one else on the road at this hour, so why not just turn left in front of me while I HAVE THE GREEN LIGHT. Holy mother of all that is good and pure, it is a good thing I pay attention while I'm on two wheels.

Oh, and looking forward to the ride home. Going to take the trail in the event this behavior carries over into the evening - must avoid traffic. This makes the big vein in my head pulsate.