last night's work on overhauling the bottom bracket on the fixie was baked in fail sauce, so took the club racer in to work today.

Been in a surly-ish mood this morning and wound up yelling at one motorist on a cell phone who ran a stop sign, then yelled at a pedestrian who was crossing while also talking on his phone and not checking for oncoming traffic.

Only realized a split second later that the pedestrian was at a crosswalk and had right of way. Jerk guilt chilled me out for the rest of the ride in.