last week damien and i were making our way to the blind pig when we noticed something strange in the neighborhood:
more specifically, in the crosswalk. before reaching our destination we picked out a handful of ghoulish cousins acting as crossing guards. i didn't think much of it until i was walking home from the concert of colors and stumbled across this spirit:
first-hand sightings 40 miles apart. identical images. all in city crosswalks. looks like we have a guerilla artist on our hands, folks.
You may ask yourself, "How did I get here?". - I'm going to tell you all about L'Eroica California in painstaking detail: Just not now. I will say though that I've given a lot to cycling over the years...