I went out and took a ride this afternoon. I was getting close to home, but thought I might add a little mileage with a detour.

Then as I get to the next intersection I get right hooked by a van. I avoid contact though. As the van clears out of the intersection, and I go through it, a fellow comes out of the side street and almost runs me over.

That spoiled my attitude and I decided to pack it in and circled the block to go home. Must have been some bad juju going around, because one block further, there were lots of police cars and those little orange cones they use to mark shell casings or bullets were all over the place. So I pedaled the remaining block home, happy to be back.