First thing was 5 minutes into the ride. Another a commuter was behind me, and going straight, when I was merging over to turn left at an intersection. A car pulls up behind him, the driver honks and male passenger yells something typical that I can't remember. Once the two of them come to a stop, at the sign 10 or so feet ahead of their honk, the cyclist, and in a very calm tone, leaned into their open window and said, "Thats what your boyfriend said last to me last night." I just pedaled away slowly after watching it all.

Then right at the end of the ride, a cop was waiting to catch people running a red. I rolled through slowish, but I didn't notice him until I was past the line. Somehow I stopped quick and stood for a sec before he committed to me. I saw him put his throttle hand down right when I saw him, but he let me go. I waved, despite my anger. **** cops, I have to thank him for not giving me a ticket? Thanks, whatever.