Black Lives Matter Rally

I wrote that I got off of work at 430 possibly.  I had lost my iPod but the receptionist had it.  I took the shuttle to MV and went to the beer store and the falafel shop before boarding CT.  I met a guy on BART.  After I got the bike at DC there was a medical emergency on the next car so I had to take the next train.  During the trip to Oakland I learned that my friend would be in Alameda that night so I made plans to interact with her later.

At Mosswood I interacted with a guy my old job.  I also met the BBQ guy before running into my riding partner.  The ride went through Piedmont and I rode with a fellow partier all the way to Lake Merritt.  The ride ran in to a Black Lives Matter rally and there were a lot of cops.  However, I think they didn’t know how to react to the bike party.

I hung out with my riding partner and then the ride left Merritt.  I was interacting with a guy about handle bars and with another partier was nearby.  There was a lady that was chasing two cyclists and I went in front of her to slow her down.  She tapped my back wheel and I went down.  I left my bike there and she was yelling at me from inside her car.  A lot of people were crowding around us.  She got out and made a lot of accusations.

I asked her for her insurance and she said she was calling the cops.  I noted that no cops showed up though.  I asked but forgot her name.  I was alright and a brief check of my bike revealed the same for it.  There had been a lot of men around initially but later there were a lot of women standing nearby.  They were especially forthcoming towards me and one even gave me her card.

I noticed that several people described the incident as though I had caused it.  The driver said I was doing it in an underhanded way.  The ladies said that I had precipitated the interaction and my perception was that I had to slow down the lady to stop her.  My partier friend and I talked about it after I had ridden away.  He said I had been calm and collected.  He said the lady shouldn’t’ be allowed to drive.  I told him I didn’t believe it would have been a good idea to escalate the incident.  On a personal level I believed I had been successful at stopping the lady.

My friend had texted after I interacted with the sweep and I said bye to others.  I found my friend inside 12^th Street Station and told her about the incident and we talked about it.  At Civic Center we stopped by Beerhall.  She gave me a good talking to about being safer on the street my accident during Bike Party.

In the morning of the day that I wrote this we woke up at 10 and had food at my friend’s house.  I ground the coffee.  We ruined my cup with bad milk.  I had some of hers with my eggs.  Afterwards I went to the store and when I got back I watched her clean for a bit and interacted with her roommate.  On the way home later I was supposed to drop a bottle off at Magnolia but I went to Swell instead.  At home I talked to the parents about my sister’s wedding.

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