Hippie Invasion

Upon picking up my take-out last night, the neighborhood bartender informed me that I should not be alarmed if I noticed a dramatic increase in the number of hippie-ish people around this evening. Apparently, The Dead (a reincarnation of sorts of The Grateful Dead) are playing at the local stadium tonight. I was thus not surprised to encounter two homeless-looking-and-disoriented young white men, dreadlocks being the only hint that they probably weren't homeless and more likely came from a position of privilege, at 7:00 am on my early morning run. And now, on my brief commute home (a 3 minute walk) I felt as if I had stepped out onto the fields of Woodstock, except that everyone is approaching 60. These people are interesting, and their ability to form an "insta-community" of like-minded people is strange but intriguing.