Dude.

So I thought this guy had tipped me a very crumpled $5, which was appreciated. (I mean, all tips are appreciated, but some tips are more appreciated than others.)

When I got home and uncrumpled it, I discovered it was a $50.

THANK YOU, KIND PATRON OF THE ARTS!

Heaven help us all

I'm about to get dressed and head out for some Black Friday busking.

It's almost 6:30 AM. The Dunkin' Donuts at the Cambridgeside Galleria has already been open for 3 hours.

Carrying the sentiments of yesterday forward, I'm thankful I don't work retail anymore.

Jamming for the Dead

I saw a guitarist busking next to the Granary Burying Ground today.

I don't know; for me, that crosses a line. I know that people aren't currently being buried there, but it still seems a bit disrespectful.