Put down the cell phone and pay attention

Today, on the way home from work, I nearly was a fatality. I rode ten miles down the freeway, exited on a major east/west thorofare, and stopped in the second left turn lane of the n/s street near my apartment. I pulled up next to a jacked up chevrolet with tinted windows, and waited for the light to turn. When the light turned green, I proceeded to turn, as did the intelligence challenged person in the Pickup. As he or she went around the corner, it was soon apparent that one lane was not enough, they wanted all three. God forbid, someone should come between them and Wal-mart. Thank God I have a reasonably loud horn, which was actually louder than the curses that I was screaming at the moment.
Okay, in the heat of the moment, I followed the moron into the parking lot, and stopped behind them. their window never came down , they never exited the truck, they just stopped in the parking lot. Not knowing if they were armed, on drugs, or whatever, I waited. eventually they drove out onto the street. (Apparently their shopping could wait after all.)
I followed them up the street for a half mile, and finally they turned into the next complex to the west of my home.
Okay, I'm watching you. from now on, I'm going to be better prepared, and just waiting. Here's my advice to you.

Put down the freaking cell phone. You aren't that important, it can wait until you aren't driving.

In my book, if you turn across three lanes of traffic, in your three thousand plus pound truck, ignoring my motorcycle, you are comitting assault with a deadly weapon. (the cops will shoot your ass for this.)
You have just passed from stupid to fair game. Don't go there.

Put down the cell phone, pull your head out of your nether regions, turn your head at intersections, and LOOK AROUND YOU. The biker you just tried to run over may be willing to bust a cap in your ass.