Riding home last night with the Mrs. some dirty rotten fat lazy SOB threw either a hacky sack or a very small hard water balloon at me. Hit me right in the back. We were riding in the huge shoulder about 8 feet from traffic. They did this not because we were in the way but because we were on bikes. We were dressed nomal, just a black shirt and black cycling shorts, the wife was in street clothes as she just got of work, we were not wearing loud jerseys. I'm getting sick of this. What is it with Texas?? The rage I felt was not healthy. I envisioned having a paint ball gun and plastering the back of their red SUV with bright green splatters, then, when they stopped to confront us to pull out my 12 guage chambered with 3.5" #2 lead shot and asking them now who gets the last laugh. Irrational I know. But I'm pissed off. I will no longer bike East,past where my wife works on the "seawall" it's just too dangeous. Cars will wait several minutes for some idiot to try to parallel park but God forbid they move over 18" to pass me without hollering obscenities. The people in Galveston are ignorant. Generalizing? Yep, but MANY people share my opinion and our experience here has not been a pleasant one. 3 More weeks.
Doug