Can't shake a stick without hitting a fixie in DC these days. I swear they outnumber geared bikes in some neighborhoods. Last night, I saw a guy with a green mohawk and bondage pants on a brand spanking new shinier than shiny Bianchi Pista. Seemed an odd combination. Never understood the being-punk-means-dressing-like-its-halloween mind set. Strikes me as going against the grain of what punk was/is supposed to be. Maybe I'm just getting old.

Oh well. What was the question?