For a little afternoon entertainment, we watch pedestrians dodge cars across Capitol Boulevard. Ahh, give us a five-lane road choked with hurried commuters and a couple of unarmed businessmen, and we can't help but smile. We appreciate all of the approaches: The cautious dodge between momentarily stopped cars; the desperate sprint as the traffic light changes; or—our favorite—the run, pause, run between cars, darting from lane to lane to make a desperate leap onto the sidewalk. Sure, this may seem a little sick and twisted, but we feel justified in our perverted enjoyment. It's usually one of the BW staffers doing the traffic dance.