The worst kind of anger
 

I am, of course, referring to anger with one's self, which is what I was feeling this evening. Some imbecile in Surfers Paradise (yes, I know, I shouldn't be riding there with all the idiots in the evenings, put me in the stocks and let fly with the rotten vegetables) makes what I consider to be a deliberate attempt to hit me, forcing me to pull off the save of the century to avoid a collision, and I point-blank fail to write this *******'s details down, even after hearing of the incomptent/aggressive driver database that has just been implemented here in Queensland.

How can I be so stupid?! I'd pulled off the save, all I had to do was pull out the pen and paper I had been carrying for just that purpose! Normally I consider anger to be one of the most useful of all emotions to possess, but tonight it didn't help. I really just don't know what to say.

Could it be that it scared you and for just a second you didn't react to get his info, but I'm glad you reacted and got out of his way.

Joe

I know you hate cell phones, but they are useful for recording (and reporting if needed) things such as license plates, etc.

You can store them as a phony phone number to be recalled later. I've done that. And, you don't need to have "service" to do that.

I rarely carry pencip and paper, but always have the cell phone.

Actually, I was passing him at the time, he just decided he didn't want to drive at 20km/h in the traffic lane without bothering to check.

That's a valid point, but what annoys me is that I didn't utilise the tools I had available to me at the time. I'm just angry with myself.

I'm just happy you did not get hit.

And thanks for bringing back the Ape. He's a cool character. Want a banana?