Fortunately I was not in an irritated mood today.
I booted my trashed tire and rode to the light rail and from the light rail to REI. Nice and slow.
Picked up and installed new tire.

On the way home I was tore up by a 50 something dude in lycra on an upright MTB. Maybe doing something like 25 mpg. Anyhow, my front tire flatted shortly after that and I was riding in normal clothes in a wind storm. I could use those excuses but in reality he handed it to me. Gives me hope for my future.
Now to find a new front tire this weekend.
Worthless worn out specialized tires.