Ahhh, the halcyon days lounging in MUSCATEL MEADOWS waiting for my meds to kick in:)
You know, sometimes it's hard to tell who's talking to lampposts and who's just talking on their stupid bluetooth. Am I the only one annoyed by people standing on the streetcorner, apparently talking to themselves?
I guess the deciding factor is whether or not they're saying anything lucid. Tough to tell downtown.