It was a covert operation at 7th and Montana this morning as Neighbor Kerry plotted to nab the one table in the sun. You see, a pair of bicyclists (pictured above) had been sitting there soaking up the California sun while the rest of us were shivering in the shade. Kerry kept her eyes trained on them and at the first sign that one of them might be moving, she pounced. "Are you leaving?," she asked politely, maneuvering her way into a chair. Personally, I'm not sure they were leaving -- perhaps they were on the verge of getting up -- but by that point Kovar and I both joined Kerry, in effect rushing them along. "Isn't it so much nicer in the sun?," asked Kerry. "Absolutely," I agreed, "And it would be perfect if we could just get those annoying bicyclists to stop hovering near our table!"