Wow. Only in Berkeley.

[awesomesprout]

There's really nothing like sitting in your office after a long day and suddenly the first few recognizable notes of " boys don't cry " by the Cure is heard blaring outside and you look up only to see Critical Mass slowly moving down the street.

And what happens next?

Well duh.

You smile, go back to your work, and sing along to the damn music.

I love the Cure :)

Ya know. I understand Critical Mass and their cause. And lord knows it pisses me off too when I'm trying to get somewhere and I'm stuck behind them. But any organized mass that plays the Cure is ok in my book :)