It was a morning of honkers, I guess. I had a guy honk at me in the first mile or so of my commute. This was along a two lane road w/ sharrows, curb bumpouts, and a number of parked cars. Doosh didn't want to wait the 10 seconds for a chance to pass me, but I wasn't moving from my normal path in the right wheel track. Wasn't sure if the first honk was for me, but the second definitely was. I kept my wits about me and actually managed to do what I've wanted the composure to do in previous such instances - I smiled and waved!

Rest of the ride in was pleasant with the exception of the blustery headwind. But I did my best to ignore it, though.