In which I am visited by a counterculture clown

September 19th, 2006 § One comment

If I hadn’t already known that I work in Berkeley, I would have guessed as much after stepping out of my office this evening and seeing Wavy Gravy driving a Camp Winnarainbow van down Shattuck Avenue.

And yes, he was wearing the makeup.

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