There's this one bike that I pass at least once a week on the Cheshire Road bridge over Alum Creek. Never waves. Should've figured he's not a waver - no helmet/harley riding guy. Looks like a dentist going through a midlife crisis, opened up his checkbook and bought himself some youthfulness. There's me, commuting every day rain or shine on my japanese bike, geared up for the zombie apolcalypse in highlighter-pen dayglo green. Anyway, I still wave at him. Every time. He never waves back. I'm sure he's a nicer guy than the tough helmetless rider persona he portrays. But I don't care what you ride - if you're on less than 4 wheel then we share a common enemy. And the enemy of my enemy is my friend, right? So I still wave. But I wave with a little more enthusiasm each time. At first it was the two fingers pointed down thing. "Keep the rubber on the road". Wishing him safe riding. NOTHING. Soon after that it was the Enzyte Bob wave. Still laid back but with that little bit extra... Over time I progressed to the Fonzie "Aaaaayyyyy!" wave (one handed of course). Time has passed. His heart is still of stone. So right now I'm stuck at the "Special needs kid just saw his parents in the audience at the school play" wave. Where to go from here? Maybe I could use the Naval Semaphore flags wave? I keep thinking that one of these days he's going to crack and wave back at me, after all these months. And when he does, I'm gonna flip the b@st@rd off.