greetings, earthman

I have discovered a foolpoof way to get stared at as if you are from Mars:

  1. Get dressed up for dinner at a fancy restaurant.

  2. Take BART to aforementioned restaurant.
Both of these things are apparently just not done: I was one of maybe three men in the entire restaurant in a jacket, and Miranda and I were both attracting double-takes all the way there and back.

…which was kind of ironic, since we’d spent Sunday at Dore Alley (mom, don’t click that) and took Muni there with me kitted up in full Village People regalia (including, god help me, chaps), and attracted significantly less attention.

Live and learn.

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