I walked a whole block and a half to get my lunch today - I sort of wish I'd walked further, because it's really quite a nice day, if a little chilly in the shade. Crisp and autumnal. Lovely.

But the point is that in that block, I witnessed:

• An electronic traffic-notification sign (you know the sort, the big LED flashing letters on a little trailer) that read "Fashion hazard ahead" and "Power suits" and something else I missed because I was giggling too hard; also
  
• Beside that, a safety-fenced-off ute and an area around it in which four young men wearing hard hats and flourescent construction gear were dancing; then apparently unrelatedly
  
• On the corner, beside the traffic lights and the tree, thigh-heigh bright blue letters spelling out "lava". Fucked if I know, but some guy was photographing them (or I would have tried to make off with one...).

Basically, stuff New York, I have all the arts and culture I can cope with here in Melbourne.