Courting disaster

Today involved a ten mile bike ride to watch the arraginment of someone who was harassing me a month ago; he pleabargained his way out of a sentence, assuming he can keep his nose clean for a year. I’m not upset by this — I figure it’s a pretty fair sentence, considering how light the harassment was. It was a neat process to watch, though, and I’m glad to know more intimately how the courts work, from incident to sentencing.

On the way home, I blew out a tire. Such fun. At least hitching with a bike in a county with more trucks than cars is really easy,