Hey look Kneel, a ruddy great big elephant!

Pallas on the road to Damascus, er, Copenhagen?
Watch ABC Stateline on Friday (7.30pm) for more, as apparently our wonderful Minister for Roads has seen the light. Apparently he’s seen something quite interesting, as the SL promo has him pedalling down a suburban street somewhere.

Will he repent and atone for grievous past transgressions? We shall hold our collective breath, although it’s interesting to note if in NSW if they’ll have similar luck with Roozendaal, or even extracting Costa from his Prado.

Ride to Work Day
A myriad of wondrous and no-so wondrous things occured yesterday, including watching my beloved almost get clipped by a ute-driving tool on Hoddle Street while we were on our way down to the Yarra RTW event. But the ride home abuse was a stand out. The intended abuse was so utterly bizarre that it has to be the ultimate compliment.

Scenario: Attempting to spin up hill on the commuter tractor plus one over full pannier. Car cruises past while I’m tackling a speed hump. Either the driver or a occupant yelled out:

WHAT THE FCUK IS IT WITH ALL THESE FCUKING WOMEN RIDING BIKES

I immediately burst out laughing, punched the air in sheer delight and then attempted a two fists in the air version, before quickly correcting the steed before having a self-induced stack. Hilarity ensued.

Elephant for Kneel
Kneel can’t see elephants. Or see people who choose bicycles. Have listen to this unintended mirth from yesterday, it’s snippet of 3AW morning traffic reports. While traffic incidents should never be the stuff of jokes, Kneels commentary at the end of this 2 minute mp3 is pure muddled-head wombat territory. Now the vexing issue should be rephrased for Kneel: Why are people running into things? Because some people don’t know how to drive a car and deal with cyclists. Or anything else that inhabits the same space-time vortex.