White light, white heat, white knuckles

I forgot my helmet at work the other day, which gives the John Ball Zoo-to-East Grand Rapids trip a little more tension.














The first stop was at Art of the Table for a Father's Day present. I met a guy named Ron across the street and he was excited that I rode my bike all this way for a present. Then he asked for a pop, but I didn't have any.



















I made it to Marie Catrib's, right before it closes at 3. I should have brought my new friend Ron for a New York Seltzer.



















Bizarre Bazaar in Eastown. Who needs to buy chain mail on a 85-degree day in June?



















Juneteenth Celebration at Rosa Parks Circle. More free music.














The Water Festival at Riverside Park. A whole day of more free music, hippies, food, petitions, and all with nice weather. If it wasn't for the flat tire on the way home, this would have ended perfectly.