Hey, I know it's December in Minnesota. You never expect someone to be walking, much less using the crosswalk. But yesterday, low and behold, I was crossing the busy intersection of my local city business district, USING THE LIGHT PROPERLY, when I was nearly run down by some lugnut who apparently couldn't see me. I was wearing my YELLOW ski jacket, HELLO? I basically had to take a step back as she nearly ran me down. I took a swing at the vehicle as it passed by--a nice dent in the side of the SUV (along with the probably coronary the driver would have suffered when she realized a human being just met her vehicle) would have been a great start to what could easily be a brutally deserving public beatdown in the street.