Ah, swell. I now discover that the march will just about go past the front door of my office. That’s awesome. There is nothing I love more when I am trying to work than parades of hippies with their puppets and their drums and their incredibly inventive (and persuasive!) chants.
And to think I forgot to bring my air rifle to work today. Dammit dammit dammit! I really should get one to leave at the office.
