never said i was in the city.

I made the mistake of riding on OSU's campus one night. I went onto the wrong side of the road to go up a wheelchair ramp and go between some buildings, then this cop stops me. He asked me where I was going and whatnot and then *****ed at me for riding on the wrong side of the street. All the while I was trackstanding in the wrong side of the street. It would have been better if there had been traffic to be blocked.

i dont think i could count the times.. my favorite though was for riding no-handed in seattle..and exactly one day after that i got pulled over for riding my skateboard on the street

Got pulled over a couple of nights ago for blowing a red. One cop was doing the lecture thing, I did the yes sir, no sir, three bags full sir thing while trying to look contrite. His partner kept interjecting with "If you're going to blow lights do it when we can't see it" and stuff like that which was putting the other guy off his patter.

Tonight a cyclist memorial got busted up by the fuzz. Well, they made us take our sign off the street and stop blocking traffic, but that doesn't really count, I suppose.

One time in London, England.

I was like 50 meters from my house, after a 1 hour ride at 2:30 am, totally drunk.
The guys did not allw me to proceed the 50mtrs to my house, took me and my bike to the police station,
and they took me to a bed. Drunk as I was I was screaming at them that I have to be at work next morning.
As a result of this a cop spent 5 minutes at 5:30am trying to wake me up.
I had to sign something that wrote "drunk on a bicycle". BTW I did not have any lights, also.
They gave me the bike, they asked if I do need a ride home (?), and I was let go.
My backpack, wallet, and everything else was fully searched, I noticed when I got home.

BUT, interesting, there were no charges, fines, etc.
This increased the consideration I had for the London Police.

funny side note...I usually hate cops, but between the junkie trying to break into my apt last night, and the hit n run driver today, i've got a different attitude right now.

last time I got pulled over it was the same BS, an off duty cop, but this guy just saw me blow through an intersection pretty ballsy (between a cab and the unmarked cop, then cut off the cop). just asked my name and what not because when he saw me smashed up dead in a car accident, he didn't want to have to try to find any ID, he just wanted to be ready to go, "yeah, I know dat kid."

Been pulled over twice in Manhattan for running reds - both times at intersections where there was no possibility of cross-traffic and there were no pedestrians.

1. I was coming down Broadway, crossing Astor around 10:00 a.m. on a Saturday, and it was the start of the worst morning ever: Five cops fanned out and waved me down. I was hung over and on my way to meet my girlfriend at the time to go with her to a doctor's appointment so as to split the cost of birth control pills. While the cop was writing the ticket, a friend of mine randomly wandered by and said he had an extra ticket to some big summer all-day concert that started at noon that day, and did I want to come? Of course I did, but I said, "Nah. I gotta get this ticket and go meet my girl." After getting the ticket I got hit by a car just below Canal (he turned right across me and his stupid car actually gave me a cut on my knee without fully knocking me over), then got a flat on the bridge, and when I finally got to my girlfriend's house, she told me she'd cheated on me the night before. I didn't pay for the birth control.

2. Working as a messenger, I crossed 41st street at 6th Ave. where it runs into Bryant Park. A bike cop pulled me over and I gave him a (polite) hard time, since there were no cars or people around just then. Finally, he asked me if I was working as a messenger and I said yes. He asked for my "messenger ID" and I said "whuh?" So instead of writing me a ticket for running a red light, he gave me some kind of code violation for "failure to produce messenger ID." He told me that if I got my company to make me an ID and brought it to court, they'd drop the thing, and that's exactly what happened. The judge was totally surprised that I actually had an ID and said, "Well, this is unusual! Case dismissed."

I was also nabbed twice in Cambridge, MA, for the same offense, but no amusing stories: Once I got a written warning, and the other time I got stopped with some other guy who also happened to be running the light on his bike at the time, and the cop wrote his ticket first, but let me go when he looked at my ID and saw that it was my birthday.