Mullet Madness

I am convinced of two things today.

1. You cannot get your haircut in SF without coming out with a hipster mullet.
   
2. Every person roaming between Market & 8th might be living 'A Million Little Pieces.'

Not to discredit Mr. Frey because I think the book was amazing and really well done, but it is too sad to look at all the people mumbling to themselves and wonder when they last ate, if they have a home and what they might be on. But what do I know, I now have bangs and a mullet. Zoiks.