"Watch Out For That Tree."

In lieu of an actual post, I submit to you this:

Yes, that's a Number 4 Curly Ponytail. And yes, it's in a tree.

And because the universe is awesome, this foilage of fuckery outside Tryst on 18th Street provides the perfect preview for tomorrow's post: "Weaves in Trees And Other Shit I Don't Wanna See This Summer."

Hope ya'll had an awesome Memorial Day. See you tomorrow.