Coming home from work, on the way to the gym I followed a guy in a flatbed tow truck for 3 miles — not intentionally, just ended up that way w. traffic and stoplights… Anywho, he spent about 2 miles of it partway in the bike lane, mostly weaving back and forth around in his lane. Not exactly swerving like a drunk, more just like a moron driving a crap@$$ truck who took up too much space? Do you figure it is what it is and he will see you on the road when it matters? My wife does that sometimes, except she drives a Prius, which in most cases will end up worse than the bike it hits, and she’s actually aware, just a kinda lazy driver.

I’ve been kinda sketched lately riding in traffic, especially since I did the exact route at nearly the same time the other day.

Do you call 911? Do you talk to the person when they stop? the consensus is no, no fucking way, just be paranoid and avoid, and call.

At best, he was a bad driver and a warning might do everyone some good.   All those times you say, if only there was a cop around.   on the other hand, he didn’t really cross the center lane or drive at erratic speeds.   Should he get a cop coming down on him for a DUI?

I wasn’t stalking him, just got off the exit ramp behind him, couldn’t help notice him turn through the bike lane and stay in it, then was grimly fascinated by the disregard he showed for it. so when he got into his lane proper, and moved around, and came back, it was not ignorable to me.

Today I had an old woman start to turn and then stare at the 10 feet of me, the Masi, and Kila, and G in the Burley.

MAAD started this way, with phone calls, with grass roots.

I don’t want to hate on anyone. I don’t want the old lady to have to shell out $168 in fines and fees. But I don’t want to die either.