Tuesday: Still Wonderful

Carolina loggers, black Wrangler jeans, thick blue stripe shirt, white T, black briefs, usual Dickies socks.

Sat by two cops at lunch--one a motorcop, who, alas, wasn't booted and breeched but was a big hunk. My bus route was screwed up in the PM, and I had to wait a lot longer than usual. Since the weather was pleasant and the male passers by represented a varied range of size and dress, I didn't mind.