I just feel like walkin’ quirkily and jerkily around. Downtown everything was waitin’ for me — or took the day off. As this was a day in the life, or at least an hour’s worth, and it was more like (the much overated) Beatles, not blissfully goin’ to California or Vegas, for that matter. As all that happens there, stays there — although come on, we always corner somebody and their sister and tell them all about it. Or I’d have nothing to report in this report.
A (quirky) day in the life. And a stroll through it, as themes repeat. Count ’em. While Goin’ Downtown … First stop these […]