Took the grocery getter downtown last night to the Twin Cities' outdoor Hot Summer Jazz Festival.
Only a woman like Barbara Morrison can carry a sultry song like Love for Sale and keep it hot instead of sleazy...what a stage presence.
We saw all types, colors, ages, sizes...the pink-hatted woman with feathers 'round the ends of her sleeves and little upturned nose just didn't seem to have the right costume for the moves her body wanted to make...didn't have the right moves either, but she was movin' nonetheless!
Riding through downtown -- a ton of cyclists out.
- OB it was hot!