meet cashbury

Cashbury has been hiding from me.

On another note- I found a good samaritan notice posted on 29th street. Actually, three of them. All bearing random misspellings and nailed to consecutive telephone poles. 29th street after dark is like one huge batting cage. Don't say I didn't warn you. Parking between Fremont and Emerson on 29th street is like trading in your windshield for its weight in glass shrapnel.