That's the short form of my day. Since it's cruel to leave people with that rather succinct summary of the accident, I'll assure everyone that I am fine. Shaken, bruised, and really pissed off, but fine.
Basically, the walk light turned green, I started to cross, and some guys in a dark sedan thought they could make the right turn even on a red (which is true) while someone was in the crosswalk (which is not). I backed up quickly, they clipped me and knocked me over. Upon realizing they'd done this, they *ran the red light* to get away. No one got their plates, and while it's been reported to the cops, not much anyone can do.
Only casualties are a rather nice incipient bruise on my leg and my cellular phone, which fell out of my satchel and went under someone's wheel. My trusty PDA phone has, to say the least, finally taken its last beating and given up the ghost. It's (sort of) functioning as a PDA right now, but the phone portion is Pretty Well Dead. The SIM card is intact, though, so once I get a new phone I should be okay. In the meantime, I can't really get text-messages or phonecalls on that number.
Grmph. I'm sure I'll be less calm this evening when it really hits me, but right now I'm just grumpy, pissed over the death of my phone, and grouchy that I'm not getting to ride.