Last night I worked the swing shift, made my first commute home at 1:30am. Adventure!

Not as safe as riding early in the morning when I usually leave! The few drivers were driving fast and somewhat scary. More people than usual out downtown, usually drunk, sometimes arguing. I was a little uneasy. That sets the stage...

I got to my back door... no keys!

I turned around to ride the 7.5 miles back to work, since I wasn't tired, I had paced myself well. But a few blocks in to it, I saw a lot of cop cars scattered around a few streets, then a couple cops shining their lights on a guy spralwed out on his back looking like he was hurt. No ambulance. I decided this was no longer a safe area to be in and turned around to go home and wake up my landlord, when i heard gunshots!

Got home, landlord never answered his phone, waited an hour and a half until it was really quiet out (and felt like morning rather than late night), and rode back to work. Fell asleep on my sister's couch, then took the bus home. I got a 27 mile day out of it!