Riding in this morning was ... different. This side of downtown traffic was lined up half a block back, where there's usually a car (or none) at the intersection. Maybe they're all going right for some reason, got into the left lane, and -- blocked. Solid line of cars in MY right lane, couldn't get over. OK, let's take the long way to work.

Got here, locking the bike up, and a very nice lady very apologetically let me know she passed me coming in and there was a, er, shine on my bike shorts. Or through the shorts. Thanked her profusely for letting me know, got to the gym, and it looks like pilling on the shorts to me. Oh, well, save that pair for rural rides.