Walked down the street to the bakery today. The pedestrian crossing light turned green, and I crossed. Suddenly, WILD FRANTIC YELLING BEHIND ME. A woman with her fourish-year-old almost got hit by a biker who was running the light in the bike-lane (which moonlights as a sidewalk sometimes, according to rules that are totally incomprehensible to anyone not born here), and she was taking him to town. He was was biking in circles in the middle of the intersection (no cars coming in the direction that had the green) yelling back. I hope that he ran it because he didn’t think bikes have to stop at red lights, and I hope she set him straight, and I hope he quits.

Getting sliced in half by a bike is a terrible start to a day.