You've got 4 bikes and 3 ex-wives.

Your co-workers think you're crazy and your friends know you are.

You spend an hour contemplating how to bungee your guitar, mandolin and electric bass to your bike while carrying your amp and effects rack in your trailer.

You go back to 'that spot' on your commute w/a push broom after your ride home.

You carry a plastic garden spade and re-cycled TP on all your bikes just in case.

You wave to roadies even though they never wave back.

After 2 weeks your new gf says she's not comfortable w/you cycling in urban traffic everyday. You respond, "Well, I'm sure we're not too deep into this to where I couldn't find someone who would be fine with it.' We're married now, so I think we made the adjustment.

It's raining sideways , you can barely see, you've been soaked for 25 mins, an annoying little fleck of water keeps dripping in front of your eyes off your helmet, you almost fell in that puddle back there because the pavement dropped off, a bolt of lightning struck about 200 feet away scaring the **** out of you and you're LAUGHING because this is SO insane.

Revive this thread again when winter comes.