The comments I've gotten from people I'm passing by on my unicycle have invariably been supportive. Maybe because I'm an old guy they're being nice. Maybe its because most of my riding around people happens in our small town. But for whatever reason everyone's been pleasant.
Well, there was one guy on a nice road bike who told me to get another wheel and I told him to F* -off. He said it just as I was loosing my balance going up a curb cut so I obviously wasn't in the mood.
And yesterday, when I rode from the St. Paul campus to the TD Bank Stadium on the East Bank one of two guys at the entrance to the transitway told me I was missing a wheel. The other of the pair told his pal, "forget it. He's heard it a thousand times".
By the way, the beans we planted at the research station emerged. Friday I saw lots of seedlings with the unifoliates fully out. Some of the peanuts were cracking the surface, too.