Thursdays are cycling days, so this morning the bike*
and I were out at the UTSA campus at 7am to ride with my bike buddies
Jaime and Mario (I’m often San Antonio’s token gringo). While
warming up, waiting for the guys to show, I noticed a fellow in an
oversized 4×4 diesel pickup with the engine idling; it’s 6:58. No
big deal, MYOB, I continued riding in circles while my guys arrived and
unloaded their bikes. After the usual chit-chat, tire pressure
checks, and a false start when Jaime forgot his water bottles, we were
ready to go. But before we left, I checked the time —
7:18. I noticed the guy in the pickup was still idling his
engine, sucking down a Starbucks, window rolled down, with
the radio and A/C blasting. W. T. F.? Last time I checked,
diesel fuel was $2.17 in S.A., and this bohunk was burning it up and
getting zero miles per gallon. My wife has a word for this kind of behavior: piggy.
and I were out at the UTSA campus at 7am to ride with my bike buddies
Jaime and Mario (I’m often San Antonio’s token gringo). While
warming up, waiting for the guys to show, I noticed a fellow in an
oversized 4×4 diesel pickup with the engine idling; it’s 6:58. No
big deal, MYOB, I continued riding in circles while my guys arrived and
unloaded their bikes. After the usual chit-chat, tire pressure
checks, and a false start when Jaime forgot his water bottles, we were
ready to go. But before we left, I checked the time —
7:18. I noticed the guy in the pickup was still idling his
engine, sucking down a Starbucks, window rolled down, with
the radio and A/C blasting. W. T. F.? Last time I checked,
diesel fuel was $2.17 in S.A., and this bohunk was burning it up and
getting zero miles per gallon. My wife has a word for this kind of behavior: piggy.
*Jaime, just back from rubbernecking the TdF,
told me that Orbea is the new must-have bike in Europe. I checked
out current prices, and I can no longer afford my own bike!
The Random Texan 
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