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I'm really beginning to question the value of this month of July.

It started with a broken tooth. That turned into a root canal and gum surgery.

Today I wrecked my bike. Cruising (20-25 mph) down Telegraph some lady decided to cut me off. I had some stopping time, so impact was somewhere between 15-20 mph... I'm guessing. So, my once very elegant Marianne,


has had a radical cosmetic alteration,


never to grace the streets of Alameda or San Francisco counties again.

But the tire was still inflated!

Luckily and unfortunately, she bore the brunt of the damage. I walked away with a limp. I made an impromtu bike rack out of the lady's rear fender; just about any tire size should fit in there nicely now. Honda Accord as mobile bike stand!

I felt like a stunt man. A very lucky stunt man. Have you ever seen Bad Taste? My first instinct after the roll was to check to make sure may Brains weren't oozing out... checking the back of my cranium strewn on my back in the middle of Telegraph at Webster. Just after rush hour when everyone is going to Whole Foods Market.

I had a green light... she was coming from the opposite direction and decided to turn left in front of me. She wanted to get a police report made, so I obliged. The officer was very consoling in telling me that the driver was clearly at fault.

I hope August is slightly less traumatic, at least to my body.