Music is the Weapon of the Future

I don’t remember when or how, but at some point I joined a dance party flash mob mailing list. I was instructed to head down to the ferry building at 8pm on Saturday. As I walked through the plaza, some random dudes were like – “hey, you here for the flash mob?” The ladies in full spandex dance outfits were another good indicator I was in the right location.



A dude rolls in with a laptop and speakers, all powered by a car battery, and said dance party began. It was time to get down.

Down we got.






I leave you with the following two messages derived from said flash mob: