I’ve always promised that I would­n’t let this blog get so seri­ous that I could­n’t share the ephemera of life. In that vein, here’s a cau­tion for any would-be urban plain-dress hip­ster: it’s real­ly hard to keep to the prop­er side­walk demeanor when your MP3 play­er queues up the Yard­bird’s “For Your Love.”
Espe­cial­ly when the bon­gos kick in.
This I know experientially.