I wrote a full, lengthy and ranty post about my pants, OCTranspo and rain. But after revisiting it, I have come to the conclusion you guys don’t really want to read about me in the Glebe with my bum hanging out. Photos that allow you to point and laugh, perhaps. Descriptive text that runs on and on… not so much.
So, I offer instead a photo essay of my last couple of days, up to what we will now refer to as "the pants incident".