Once my visit of my company’s DC office was over I put on my Reason Rally hat. I’m at the SLC airport right now in one of the bars drinking a Polygamy Porter (good, but a little light and a damn shame for a porter to be restricted to 4% ABV). When I sat down the man sitting at the next table saw my hat and stared at me. I could tell that’s what it was because it seemed like he was intently focused on my forehead and looking at him a few times did not break his stare, oh and he had an angry look that seemed like a cross between severely constipated and about ready to kill someone.
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