Today was one of those days when I wished I had a horn. I have a bell, but I wanted a car horn. A nice, loud, deep horn. As I rode home, a sloooow moving livery cab got in my way, forcing me to slow way down. True, traffic in front of him was moving slow around the illegally double parked car he was going around, but still, he slowed me down and my first instinct was to honk the horn to get him to hustle out of my way. An Air Zounds would probably just confused him.

Signs of spring: saw commuters on rollerblades, push scooters, skateboards, bikes and one on a trike powered by a motorcycle engine with a wide car tire in the rear and two thinner motorcycle tires up front. Looked cool, but i couldn't look too long, he was moving too slow.