Well, it's nice to finally put on a long-sleeve jersey with the temps down into the 40's at night. While the commute has been rather uneventful lately, I got a bit of a wakeup call for my getting a little too lax lately.

Riding with headphones on (kinda zoned out, enjoying some great chillout tracks, I know, I know...) in a normally uneventful and empty street (service road approaching the Brooklyn Bridge) I suddenly saw a roundhouse kick pass about a foot from my face and heard 3 drunk morons yelling something or other. I stopped, voiced my dissaproval, and went on my way, deciding not to bother the snoozing cop a block away.

Think I'm gonna have to give the auto-pilot a rest for a while. Just as you let your guard down....