so i got up for my morning run like usual. at 5:30am, i see maybe ten cars in the 3.6 miles i run, the majority (six) being in the last half-mile along that i run along one of the busier streets in town. meridian isn't very big. but this street is a five-lane street -- two lanes in each direction and a left-turn lane. so i run on the extreme left of the street heading into traffic, so i can see the cars coming. some jackass in a pickup this morning decided that he had to prove to me that he owned the road. not only did he not move to the other lane like a polite and safe driver, he actually swerved a little towards me, putting me in great danger. what a dick. at a svelte 230 pounds, i am still well less than a tenth of the weight of this truck, which is not to mention that i am made of flesh and bones, not steel. i think it should be pretty obvious to everyone that between me and even a small truck, the truck would win. i ain't ditka over here. i'm still really angry at this dumb redneck for being such a dick. robb.