Last night had a couple of punks buzz me on the way home in their big ol 4 wheel dirve. The passenger yelled something, but who knows what they said. I pitched the waterbottle at them but it fell a couple feet short as they sped away. Freakin sissy boys. They needed to come back to I could spank them properly.
Took the GF out for a spin on the Tandem after I got home and we got buzzed again. The road was 4 lane but narrow. I'll take the balme on that one... should have taken more of the lane. But alas it was another punk kid. I am coming to the conclusion that the whole "time out" mentality of the last 20 years was a total failure. We need to start kick'n their a$$es again

This morning was almost cool enough to need a jacket again. But remembering the hot mornings of past, I opted to embrace the coldness. Met another commuter going the same way at one of my many red lights. That doesn't happen often.