But here comes this cab, clearly doesn't see me, turning right into my path, slowly enough that I can maneuver, but still.
"Hey!" I shout angrily into his window as I ride past, and he turns, a dumb, confused look on his face, as if he's never seen so outlandish as me (a man! on a two-wheeled contraption!) in his life.
He stops long enough for me to swerve around and continue up 1st Avenue, and as I pass his bumper, he honks, loud and long.
One year ago: Visions of Boredom Yet to Come
Two years ago: Kids Can Be Cruel
Three years ago: A Good Idea
Four years ago: A Vision of Divine Compassion
Eight years ago: celebrating a life