People,

Love me while I'm here, because I may be going away soon. That is, I think I may be a wanted criminal.

It all started the other day on the bike ride home from work. Now, the last half mile of this ride requires me to blatantly ride the wrong way on two long blocks of a one way street. No one likes this. I don't like it because it increases the chances of me being hit by a car, cars don't like it because it increases the chances that they might hit me or a parked car, birds don't like it because it messes up their poop strategies, and cops don't like it because...well...because it's illegal.

Anyway, at the end of the first block of my clandestine one way adventure, I approached the intersection that I've crossed a thousand times with no issue. However, this time there was a squad car there parked on the side of the road. The cop watched me pull up to the intersection and kind of sized me up. I of course freaked out and made like I was going to turn instead of continuing down the one way street. I pulled away and he turned on his lights. And being the law abiding citizen that I am I did what any law abiding citizen would do....I rode away as fast as I could and ducked into the first available one way street where I would be against traffic, thus disabling the officer's ability to follow me. Following this chicanery I rode as fast as I could until I got home, successful evading what surely would have been a $15 ticket, or more likely, a stern warning.

America, America, God shed his grace on thee....