Ok, who put the bullseye on my back?

Disclaimer: this is a rant plain and simple and the tone is meant in jest. Please take my opinions / biasness / generalizations I make with a grain of salt... Think of this as a really bad attempt at channeling BSNYC. The events I talk about in my rant really did happen though....


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So last night Andrew, Peter and I decide to do a nice mellow ride in our neighborhood.. Nothing super fancy or fast, just get out and ride a little.. We were going to hit most of Audubon Park with a little detour in to Baldwin Park, cross over General Rees Drive and head in to the neighborhood east of Stardust and then back in to Audubon Park to finish it out. It would be about 4.5 miles or so and I figured this would be a good way to start getting my legs back after the ol' tumble. Well we head out and it's dark all ready so we fire up the blinky lights and everything starts off real cool.. 3 minutes in to the ride, we hit the intersection of Falcon and Chelsea and out of now where this douche bag in a full sized pick up turns right into me almost running my ass down in the process.. He skidded to a stop but had I not taken the evasive maneuvers I managed to make in a split second, he would have nailed me. Of course startled by the encounter between myself and a 2500lb vehicle, I let the obscenities fly. Perhaps my tirade scared the occupants or perhaps they just didn't care. Either way they they never bothered to stop or apologize. NICE!

So with the adrenalin still pumping through my system and my heart about to beat out of my chest, we kept riding through Audubon Park and headed on in to Baldwin Park. Well things didn't get any better there.. As soon as we enter the yuppie enclave, we dodged multiple vehicles running stop signs, a couple of cars driving with no lights on and last but not least soccer moms in expeditions who can't seem to fathom the basic rules of the road when dealing with bicycles... WTF man?!! Did these people get their drivers licenses out of a cereal box or are they that narcissistic that they believe they own the road? So what started out as a "mellow ride" through our hood, became an exercise in how to dodge asinine Florida drivers.... Seriously, Peter and Andrew can both vouch for me on this..

So I ask ask again; who put the bullseye on my back when I wasn't looking?

Kevin, I'm looking in your direction... All you peeps from Cleveland are dirty like that... :) j/k


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