All Bad News is Good News for Somebody

"Hi!"

It was a kid's voice, as I rolled my bike up to the stoplight. He was walking with his mother, and her bike.

"Hi," I replied.

"We're on the way to get my new bike!" he shouted.

And his mother muttered: "Can't afford gas any more."

You know, if we could do something about these !@#$ bike lanes. Like stop letting them end in the middle of nowhere. ...