Yesterday, I saw a bicyclist get hit by a car. He didn't even fall off his bike, though he was hit pretty hard. He screamed at the car and the veins in his head and neck poked out. It was crazy. I was on my way to a meeting about this magazine I might help get started, but I couldn't find parking.

Today, a SUV driver sideswiped my car on U street in DC. Not much damage, I just kept driving and so did he. I took my friend Dianne, who is a reporter for the Gazette, to an story. It was fun, they fed me brownies. It was a sort of knitting club that made blankets for poor kids. "the Linus Project". She needed a ride because she thought her car got towed, but we spotted her car on the way back.

In line for burittos, I saw a kid with a "Cobra Kai" patch and remarked about them being a good band. We struck up a conversation about a Del Cielo show tonight and I asked him if that's why he was in town.

"No," he replied "we're here for Model UN."