the blag that gets in the way

so today i met a group of landscapers, one of whom was wearing a large straw hat. i stopped to ask about why he had chosen such a large hat on a day that was not particularly hot or sunny. he pointed to the door of the company truck, which bore a logo consisting of a man in a large straw hat. he then explained to me that at the start of the company, all of the employees wore straw hats and were known locally by those hats. "eventually the tradition wore down," the man told me. "but there are a couple of us who have worked here for years and want to keep it going for as long as we can."

amazing.

i also saw a man walking a puppy that bore a striking resemblance to my family's old dog, Gordon. (great dog. fat and arthritic in his latter days, but still a great dog.)
anyway, i stopped to ask about the puppy, and sure enough it was an airedale-black lab mix, just like Gordon.

Anyway, tonight is my last night here, so y'all (if there is anyone reading) can expect some good stories about carousing and drinking about town. Love ya.

and i still love this goddamn city.