Worked at my customer's pleasanton site today, i rode my bike from the pleasanton bart station about two miles to the site. Pleasanton, being on the other side of the east bay hills is about 10 degrees hotter than oakland. Riding a bike through pleasanton could be an adventure. A shiny brand new pickup truck flew by inches away from me and then did a sharp right turn right in front of another cyclist. He turned sharp and sudden as if purposely trying to make the guy loose his balance and his temper. The cyclist did loose his balance but recovered and stopped very close to the truck. He gave him the finger and called the proper obsenity for this situation as i pulled up. I stopped and looked at the truck speeding away. I was ready to fight in case the moron driver wanted to retaliate. Being on a bike gives you a feeling of unity with other cyclists. The driver would have to deal with two pissed off individuals if he stopped and got out of his brand new shiny debt machine to feel the impact of his bad judgement. The cold feel of agression wore off before i pulled up to work.
Later in the day i felt like i was seduced by the dark emperror because the feeling i had earlier leads to the dark side.

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