Red Friday

Riding to work Friday morning, I came to a stop and was half startled by this chick. I'm used to seeing joggers and beggars on this corner, but a Chiefs cheerleader all dolled up in blinding white and shimmering red with a ten megawatt smile kinda wakes you up.

I don't think the effect is quite the same from a car. Being on bike, you don't just see someone on the corner, you actually meet them. In the car you can pretend not to see them, lock the door if they're spooky or whatever.

The expression on her face registered a bit of surprise, too. I forget about the helmet mohawk, the pink polka-dot fenders, that I don't just look like another commuter to everyone.