No commute today.
Going to hunt down a new rim during lunch.

Last nights commute ended oddly. When I cross over the main street by my house there is a short MUP (2000 feet maybe) that leads directly to my street. I came around the curve and low and behold two sets of tweens (or teens) standing in the middle of the MUP making out. They blankly stared at me bearing down at them (fully loaded panniers, somewhat large guy, etc) and refused to move. I actually had to yell at them to move "MOVE!" and they still didn't bother. I barely missed them.
Then was called an ahole. Poor little me.
Anyways, this goes without saying: teens + hormones = the intelligence of a lobotomized rat