Far more entertaining was the outfit sitting across from me on the bus AFTER leaving the Farmer's Market!
When I was in college in New York, we used to play a version of "There's your Dad" - we'd find the funkiest-looking dude and instead of saying "There's your Dad," our code for it was "Ack-cho Daddy," or simply "Ack-cho." So for everybody who reads this blog (all 3 of you out there)..... "ACK-CHO!!"
