I have got a great story for today's commute and it is completely true. I was riding my usual commute home to Portland today via pedaling down a rural road approaching the bridge that crosses the Columbia River. As I relaxed and let the pressures of the day unwind at an easy pace, a bee flew/blew into my mouth and stung me on the tongue! It was so sudden that I didn't have time to even yell. I spit the fellow out as fast as I could, but I could already feel my tongue swelling up. There I was 5 miles into my 25 mile commute. What could I do? I managed to finish the commute, but I am now talking with a lisp until the swelling goes down. What are the chances of that happening?!? And no I don't ride with my mouth hanging open normally; I was actually talking to my wife as we rode (we commute together). It was a commute for my record book.