i’m in LA right now. i went to an open mic last night, and a man dressed like a tree showed up. not to perform. just to watch. he was 9 feet tall, dressed like a tree, and called himself Treeman. during the course of the night, he had a cup of coffee, watched most of the show, used the restroom, and then left. we tried to capture him with the eye of the cellphone but he proved elusive. maybe it’s better that way.
he was the best valentine’s day presence ever.