Now that I'm riding again--hooray!--it's back to my usual nod and smile to fellow cyclists. Yeah, it can suck when folks don't share the love, but as you wise womyn said here, it could be lots of reasons. Definitely sing out when you're passing at short range, though. I mean, that's the least you can do to be safe. Goddess, that would've pissed me right off.

I keep the extra-big grins (and an occasional blown kiss) for the charming motorists who honk and scream. Yeah, you've got the power, you scared the daylights out of a cyclist. Good on you. And try learning the road rules before you tell me to "get on the f*cking sidewalk." So I give 'em a big, toothy, insincere grin, "friendly" wave, a kiss if it feels right. I always feel like flipping 'em off or bashing their windows with my Krypto, but who needs more road rage? (disclaimer: no, I've never taken any windows out. I just feel the urge sometimes with the really dangerous, rude drivers.)