Death Wish

I was driving my kids to karate the other day (yes, I realize that soon they will be able to take me down in unison with their roundhouse kicks. No one said I thought this through beforehand...) and I almost hit a guy on a bicycle.

Not only was he riding on a very busy Expressway, but apparently besides being out of breath and out of shape he was:

A. Blind
B. Stupid
C. Reckless
D. All of the above
E. Did I mention blind, stupid and reckless???

I was in the right lane exiting onto an offramp. He was at the point where he had to exit or move left to stay on the Expressway. He looked over his shoulder (No way, he is not really gonna go is he?), decided he was clear and yes, crossed right in front of me in the middle of the exit. I guess to him a 10,000 pound Honda Odyssey van 50 feet from him going 40 miles an hour was mere child’s play. (I don't know if that is what my vans weighs or not but still...it outweighed his fat arse by quite a bit!)

Good thing I anticipate for dipsh!ts but I still had to slam on my breaks and came within about 8 feet from hitting him.

Honestly? I don’t think he even knew it. (He was most definitely D. All of the Above and then some!)

Huffy VS Honda? I’m gonna win every time, buddy.

Bloggin off my soapbox for now.