Ya see what he did there? He kicked a car!

As I was driving out of the lot where I parked at Stanford the other day at the end of my bar prep class, I had the amusement of witnessing a bicyclist almost crash into the side of a car whose driver had apparently forgotten that, when on the road, bicycles follow the same rules at intersections as cars. Having so forgotten, the driver of the car didn't yield to the bicyclist even though the bicyclist had arrived at the 4-way stop before the car. Apparently, yelling at the guy in the car was not enough for the biker. He also kicked the driver's side door of the car before continuing on his way.

What's the point of this? I don't really know. I just found the whole situation extremely amusing. It did make me consider, however, that had it been me in the car, my response probably would have been to swing the driver's side door open with extreme prejudice, hopefully knocking the bicyclist on his ass in retaliation for his kicking my car. And then it probably would have led to some sort of absurd physical confrontation. So it's probably best that it wasn't me. Then again, I also yield to bicyclists when it's their turn since I hate bicyclists who behave like pedestrians (e.g. riding around on sidewalks, crossing intersections in crosswalks as if they have absolute right-of-way, etc.).

Other random observations:

(1) Law school was such a huge waste of time and money. I think I've learned more law in 3 days of BarBri (one of which was an introductory day) than I learned in all 3 years of law school. Too bad such a huge fuss is made over having a law degree. And the Socratic method that they're so proud of in law school? Total crap. All of the law that I've learned over the past 3 days, I learned via video lecture. No interaction with the lecturer, nobody asking me questions, just some guy on a video screen talking and me filling in blanks on an outline sheet.

(2) Right turns on red lights are kinda scary. Not that I did any driving while in New York, and I was only in cars on a handful of occasions, but still. Somehow I'm no longer used to making those turns.

(3) In spite of point (2) and the absurdly high gas prices ($4.11 a gallon at the Arco down the street from me!), I really enjoy driving. Perhaps a little too much.