#22. One hot, swampy summer day in 1995 a homeless man started to harass her as we walked through Georgetown. I instinctively picked up my bike and raised it above my head and made some random animal noises, and he actually backed off. She never forgot that.
Georgetown, Halloween 1995. My “costume” is that I am a member of Urge Overkill. I swear to God that was the intent. I was *reallllly* into that band then.