I was honked at earlier today for riding in the middle of the right-side lane. I followed the advice that my sensei gave me many years ago for use as a first line of defense: I moved on with an empty mind. Those with an education in the classics may recognize Epictetus (c.50-135CE) as an earlier source, but it was from Sensei Ronnie that I learned most of my limited wisdom. Outrage, a cheap commodity item in the Internet era, would have been pointless: the only person who would have been impacted by my outrage would have been me. Often, we are unable to control what happens to us, but we are able to control the way we feel and how we react. Before you ask, it was a honk, not a toot, and I do know the difference. The motorcar driver was, I assume, unaware that my road position was dictated by the traveling spray irrigation system in the field immediately bordering the road. The overspray was blowing in the wind and I was distancing myself so that I did not get wet. That dri...