Two things to report today.

A few days ago a car craaaaaawls past me. It couldn't have been going more than 1 mph faster than I was--and considering I'm going uphill near the end of my ride, that's not fast. I look over to see who would pass me going that slow, and it's a Driver's Ed car. The driver is an Indian/Pakistani woman, instructor looks to be of the same ethnicity. The thing is, not only is she going super sloooow, but passes with MUCH less than a foot of room.

I caught them at the light at the top of the hill. She had the window down, so I yelled over, "You're supposed to give me 3 feet" and held my hands about 3 feet apart. Both driver and instructor nod at me with big smiles that clearly indicate they don't understand English. Sigh. Never mind.

Second item. My wife informed me yesterday that she's pregnant with our first child.