i found the possibly most awesomely decrepit door in my neighborhood:
*i mean, how good could it be under those conditions? the orange frosting was ace, but the rest of the cupcake tasted like chocolate-flavored sand. hmph. now i know.
not pictured here is my sweat-drenched-tank-top mid-section. ewwwwwww.
and that is how my walk went. there may be another in the very near future that will involve dinner, some fro-yo, and drinks at a clandestine and historical location. not too shabby.