Forget the first robin of spring.

[raybear]

mintwaster wrote about how on the first day in Chicago where it's above 50 degrees, you spot the first stupid white guy wandering around in shorts and t-shirt and sandals. It's inevitable. I'd like to add another phenomenon to the list.

On the first day over 70 degrees (i.e. yesterday), I spot this guy's cousin -- he's not only sporting shorts, but usually flip-flops, a tank top (in this case it was tie-dyed), sunglass with some rubber band helping to keep them on his head, SUNBURNT, and drunk. Like it's already fcking middle of the day Taste of the Chicago/Jazzfest/Fourth of July parade. No, it's a Monday evening in April and that's just too excessive.

There seemed to be lots of inappropriate(ly drunk) people in my neighborhood yesterday around 5:30 pm when I was going to the corner store and deli. Then I went by the Vic and noticed that Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers were playing in the evening. That explained a lot.

Personally I'm sporting an on old "St. John's athletic department" t-shirt today, despite having never gone to Catholic school. I just like the shade of baby blue and how the iron-on letters are peeling off.

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[mintwaster.livejournal.com]

Yesterday evening, I saw a white man downtown wearing shorts, sandals, and a coat (oh, and a baseball hat). I wanted to go up to him and tell him that if you have to wear a coat, it might not be appropriate to wear shorts. Everyone else in Walgreens was wearing their winter jackets.