In the Shadow of the Cherokee Indian

Holy Smokes! Strolling down historic Cherokee the other day, having felt a mite peckish, I found myself investigating one of the nearby Mexican food purveyors in order to satiate my growing burgeoning hunger with some Latin comestibles.

Imagine my surprise, post-meal, that upon hoofing it across the street at the intersection of Cherokee and Jefferson, I scoped a couple of dominoes squished into the asphalt. I had to act quickly, however, because the people behind the wheels of all the cars in a 2 block radius were out of their minds, and incapable of making decisions that weren't terrible. Survival was going to be tricky.

Timing my crossing with the stoplight, I had the camera ready, and only had to stop for 4-5 seconds for a snap of the domino in the road.

Behold:

This one was smack dab in the center of the crosswalk, halfway across the street. Dude.


Stay tuned, I'm sure we haven't seen the last of these things.