Places to paddle. Places to fish. Plus, the coolest snake ever.
Leaving work one evening in October I came across this guy dancing to his Walkman. Yep, a Walkman. The Sony Walkman D-FS601 personal sport CD player to be exact. Last made, as far as I can tell, in 2002. I’m assuming he was dancing to some Latina punk by FEA according to his T-shirt. He didn’t give a shit that I took photos of him from my car, or that people had to walk around him on the sidewalk, and he actually seemed to enjoy the attention. As suddenly as he started, he stopped and walked on toward the capitol. Gotta love Capitol Hill.