Yesterday: Bright red Jaguar leaves the Chelsea Piers automobile access
road and makes a right turn heading _directly into_ the bicycle greenway.
He almost got dragged out of his car and lynched. Aren't Jaguars supposed
to be ale-bottle green, anyway? What's happened to tradition?
Today: White Civic makes a right turn from 10th avenue onto 55th St, the
wrong way on a one way street. I was counting my spokes or something
waiting for the light, then I see her, but I manage to wave her off before
she hit the horse carraige.
I never see more than one of those a year, what's up with twice in a row?
Law of large numbers or something?
And speaking of two in a row, what's up with the fuel tanker trucks
suddenly exploding?
--ag