File Under: "huh"

So this morning I stopped to relieve this clearly terrified lilOlelady, who must have been a hundred and a half, of what I'm sure was another step to her impending agoraphobia, by letting her cut across me and merge into oncoming traffic. That not seeming such an odd gesture to me, but to the raging lunatic behind me, honking and brandishing the universal symbolic gesture of non-verbal communication, it seemed I had, for a moment, been the epicenter for all that ails this world. Upon passing me [yes, she bolted around me] I noticed a bumper sticker: "Jesus loves. I love."