This time of year I can ride wearing my work clothes which saves time changing. Rapped this morning with the other bike commuter that works at my store. He was pedaling out(night shift) as I was pedaling in. He wanted to share the glory of his "dry bag" back pack for riding under rainy conditions. I appreciated the sense of camaraderie.

They make pet bike bags and I dream about outfitting Tommy with some kitty goggles and riding around town with him and Viriginia. In reality he would probably have a nervous breakdown. His little heart starts racing when I just carry him into the front yard.

You wanna know the one cool thing about school zones? At 2 stoplights on 34th St I can hit the crosswalk traffic button and when the light changes none of the cars are allowed to do jack shit for like 30 seconds and I get to pedal across with a walk signal. Just because the system is set up to think I'm some little kid going to school instead of some sick ass pharmacist on his way to sell oxycodone.